Man it's really strange This city never stays the same Its always I've got to keep on moving and I've got to keep on going But maybe it's to keep itself sane That it's always I've got to keep on going, so I don't have any feeling So I'm on my way out of this place that has me turning numb I'm on my way, All the feeling in this place has up and gone So with one hand on the wheel And the other out the window With a smile on my face And my middle finger up With one hand on the wheel This city's going crazy Without a care that it's all fucked up