Everybody's Going Somewhere & No-One's Going Anywhere

Everybody's going somewhere and no one's gotta go anywhere

The red-eye flight takes off tonight

Gate 38 is closing late

But I'm gonna go pick tea in China

I'm gonna go grow tomatoes in Sicily

I'm gonna fish in the ocean

Drink cider on a midnight Norfolk beach

Prepare your supper

Massage your feet

And thank Christ I'm not on the streets

Everybody's going somewhere and no one's gotta go anywhere

We're all gonna get there in the end eventually