Lyrics

[Intro] (Old sir Frankie Crisp) [Verse 1] Everybody's busy on the road Nobody's quite sure where they're going to Everybody's struggling with the highway code Nobody's quite sure what they're meant to do, hmm (Sir Franky Crisp) [Verse 2] Everybody's tied up in a solid-state Nobody's without twin reverb Everybody's in control of his own fate Nobody can make it off the curb, hmm [Chorus] Everybody's nobody is a— Nobody is everybody here [Verse 3] Everybody is going 'round the round-about Nobody can find the high gear Everybody's burning oil without a doubt Nobody can keep the vision clear, hmm