(Carpe diem, but we need rem) Wipe the condesation off a bus window Watch the world move fast, so fast, so fast arround 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 arround So you better get leggin it now now now Everyone'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 condesation off a bus window Watch the world move fast, so fast, so fast arround 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