Lyrics Traffic - Stereophonics

Traffic

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 them human at least
But is she running away
To start a brand new day?
Or is she going home?
Why’s she driving alone?
Is anyone going anywhere?
Everyone’s gotta be somewhere
She got a body in the boot
Or just bags full of food?
Thos are model’s legs
But ar they women’s are they men’s?
She shouts down the phone
She 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
Waits tables for a crook?
Who wrote a hardback book?
To teach kids how to read?
Or sell your body on the street?
A nurse without a job?
Another uptown 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