Traffic (Decade In The Sun Version) - Stereophonics

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

Those are model's legs

But are they women's are they men's

She shops 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's gotta be somewhere

Waits tables for a crook

Wrote a hardback book

Do ya 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's gotta be somewhere