A city that's alive
Alive With Millions
Millions of people
All hurrying about
No time for talking
Only time to shout
"Hey! You Stupid Driver!"
"Get Out of my way!"
"Do you think I've Got All Day?"
With a shift of gears
They cut in and out
It's almost enough
To bring fears
But you bite your lip
And slam on the brakes
And you think, someday
Someday he will move away
If he can live long enough
For that day