"Going Slow" as written by Timothy John Bricheno, David Kenneth Tomlinson and Tim Gordine....
So you wanna be
In tune with the times
Sell your six pack
For a V sign
Married and tax free
Seeks easily pleased
Thanks for coming
The pleasure was all mine
Watch them...
Beat the meat
And sell it to fleet street
Witness
Extraordinary crimes
Try to draw the lines
Round yours and mine
It's a great idea
But noone has the energy
Those space age boys
With hi-tech toys
You've got kitties on your mind

I don't know
Getting nowhere
Just getting by
Going slow

Maybe he was
Smacked as a child
He feels so way down the food chain
To be so down
Way down the food chain
Everything's an enemy
When you feel like
A sea anemone
Heaven above
Is the lord and love
Is the european
Son of a gun
Making a beeline
For the london skyline
They're great ideas
But noone has his energy
Words just seem to roll off his tongue

I don't know
Getting nowhere
Just getting by
Going slow

I don't know
Getting nowhere
Just getting by
Going slow

Married a girl
From the News Of The World
Got nothing to say
Got one on the way
The face of today
Is the mask of tomorrow
Married a girl
From the News Of The World
"Mentally ill
Seeks baby girl
60 a day
What do you say?"

I don't know
Getting nowhere, nowhere
Just getting by...
Going slow, I don't know...

I don't know
I don't know
I don't know, I don't know
I don't know, I don't know
I don't
No, I don't, know, no I don't know
You're getting nowhere


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