We all face the same way
Still it takes all day,
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 them human at least.
But is she running away?
To start a brand new day?
Or she going home?
Why's she driving alone?

Is anyone going anywhere?
Everyone gotta be... somewhere

She got a body in the boot?
Or just bags full of food?
Those are model's legs
But are they women's, are they men's?
She shouts down the phone,
Missed a payment on the loan,
She gotta be above the rest,
Keeping up with the best...

Is anyone going anywhere?
Everyone gotta be... somewhere

Wait tables for a crook?
Wrote a hard back book?
You teach kids how to read?
Sell your body on the street?
A 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 gotta be... somewhere

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