Fast Lane

Everybody speeds in the fast lane, surely now

Revving through the cares tryna

Keep ourselves from stressing out

Take a look in your heart and soul

This is really it, is it all that you are

We're so caught up in the riddle

And we suffer for so little, oh lord

Holding back the tears on the last train homebound

It's been 27 years and you've only now just figured out, how

You can give him your heart and your soul

Give him every ounce that you own

When you're caught up in the riddle

Man your pride ain't with the nickel, no no