.(chorus) E'reybody running it as fast as they can,
Chuggin' it down and reachin' for another,
'Bowin' their brother outa the way
Like they can't be late for their own funeral.
Look at the trees rushing by out the window,
Look at the town, so pretty and sweet,
Little picke.
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