(Carpe diem, but we need Rem)

Wipe the condensation off a bus window

Watch the world move fast, so fast, so fast around you

Puppets sleepwalk onto platforms overflown

Watch them seep into a carriage, but where's that tunnel go

The best years have left you waiting for the train

And now you're restless to get to payday right as rain

That Friday comes finally, that same old combination

Of crime and excitement, then it's Monday once again

(I said)

Run, run, run for the money, young

Gun, run, run for the money, young

Brother, there ain't enough to go around

So you bеtter get leggin it now now now

Evеryone's rushing, so you better rush

There won't be nothing left when you get in touch

Years pass, and you ask where the time went

Probably down that tunnel, huh

Wipe the condensation off a bus window

Watch the world move fast, so fast, so fast around you

Locked in orbit of a life that can't win, so

Just fuck it off and come, let's dance

Let's dance to the radio

I said dance, dance, dance, dance, dance to the radio