Текст песни Stereophonics - Traffic
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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. Talk dirty to the priest, it makes them 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 gotta be somewhere She`s got a body in the boot? Or just bags of food? Those are models legs? But are they womens? Are they mens? 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 gotta be somewhere She waits tables for a crook? You wrote a hardback book? You teach kids how to read? Sell your body on the street? A nurse without a job? Another uptown snob? Have I got you 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.