Pump

Grass doesn't grow on busy streets A tumbleweed turns, beats a retreat Breathe some life into this place Pump fresh blood through these hardening veins Pump pump pump pump Let us all (let's) exercise out hearts Thump thump thump thump Is it the prizes, the surprises, the supervision you crave? Is it the iris or the iris or the Irish you slave? Is it the voice or the choice or the boys or the girls? Is this the start or the finish or my place in the queue? Who, what, which keeps you there? Let us all (let's) exercise out hearts Thump thump thump thump Grass doesn't grow on busy streets Pump, pump A tumbleweed turns, beats a retreat Pump, pump Let us all (let's) exercise out hearts Thump thump thump thump