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 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
You 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

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