Movers

I'd like to get a move on.
Cause I've been waiting here for more than I care.
Some green numbers flashing every single second that I am late.
I think we need a new song.
Some kind of happy song to sing in our cars.
Some kind of anthem where everyone is forceful, and gets what's theirs.
But even if I want to I can't help you,
why should I care? (why should I care?)
Can't abstain but it's usually, the same old thing as memory.
I say now can't explain but it's hard to see, we all believe in what we need...yeah.
I'd like to get a move on.
But all we movers we ain't going nowhere.
My hands are on the wheel but everyone is waiting for some big change.
I think we need a new song.
Some kind of happy song to sing in our cars, sing in our cars.
That says "we're the only ones here who make real things."
But crazy don't seem quite so when we all are
why should I care? (why should I care?)
Can't abstain but it's usually, the same old thing as memory.
I say now can't explain but it's hard to see, we all believe in what we... (They'll tell you that its some old story, so say your prayers, and maybe...
S-somebody's wise to me, and I'm a fool for what I'm thinking.
S-somebody's way, way down, S-s-s-somebody's weighed, weighed down, go go.
So why can't we let these devils get us thinking?
S-somebody's way, way down, and we shouldn't wait, wait now go go go go.