Lyrics

Took a trip on a bus that I didn't know Met a girl sellin' drinks at the disco Said truth comes back when you let it go Seems complicated 'cause it's really so simple Walkin' down Yonge Street on a Friday Can't follow them, gotta do it my way No fast lane, still on the highway Movin' in and out, no doubt there's a brighter day... No time to get down 'cause I'm moving up No time to get down 'cause I'm moving up No time to get down 'cause I'm moving up Ah-ah, check out the crabs in the bucket It's like flies on the windscreen, writing on walls Square biz clones claim they're havin' a ball Feelin' themselves just before last call Tic-a-tic-a-toc, tic-a-tic-a-toc Clock strikes twelve, clock strikes one Smoking gun put these fools on the run I know it's not that simple, I know it's not that hard No time to get down 'cause I'm moving up No time to get down 'cause I'm moving up No time to get down 'cause I'm moving up Ah-ah, check out the crabs in the bucket It's a conniption, fit when the microphones lit I take it higher like a bird on a wire, retire the fire I never, 'cause I'm just moving on up Choosin' to touch, the unseen, craving the clutch Damn, if mirrors were created by sand Then I'm looking in the water for reflections of man Understand the minds above time when it's empty Emcee, Tragically Hip - Ahead by a Century No time to get down 'cause I'm moving up No time to get down 'cause I'm moving up No time to get down 'cause I'm moving up Ah-ah, check out the crabs in the bucket No time to get down 'cause I'm moving up No time to get down 'cause I'm moving up No time to get down 'cause I'm moving up Ah-ah...
Writer(s): Kevin Deron Brereton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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