Текст песни Stereophonics - Traffic

Текст:

We all face the same way, Still it takes all day I take a look to my left, Pick out the worst and the best She paints her lip, greasy and thick Another mirror stare And she's going where? Another office affair, to kill an unborn scare You talk dirty to a priest, it makes you human at least Is she running away, to start a brand new day? Or she's going home, why's she driving alone? Is anyone going anywhere? Everyone's got to be, somewhere She's got a body in the boot? Or just bags full of food? Those are models legs, but are they women's, are they men's? She shouts down the phone, she missed a payment on the loan She's go to be above the rest, keeping up with the best Is anyone going anywhere? Everyone's got to be, somewhere Waits tables for a crook? You wrote a hardback book to teach kids how to read, sell your body on the street And nurse without a job, another up town snob But have I got you all wrong, one look and you were gone Is anyone going anywhere? Is anyone going anywhere? Is anyone going anywhere? Everyone's got to be, somewhere Send "Tr

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