Оригинален текст
Come on, move it along
nothing to see here
this railroad's for animals
nothing but pigs, you're too clean
hit run...not pretty enough
build your own house
here's some dirt, be a deer
go to another station
or better yet,
stay in the middle where you belong
turning the process into a song
Held my breath
finally hopped a train
hoping it would derail{before i found out what ii was headed for}
Not exactly, not at all
trying to relate
but it's a half-baked head shake
in the middle of the road
and there's no hits here
maybe the safest highway known
Can't believe that time can't stop this train
born and bronzed, thought we'd float along
never thought we'd need a home, we're animals
they said vegetables
and you want butterflies
Not exactly...not at all
in the middle of the road
not exactly... not at all
maybe the safest highway known