Traffic

Monday morning wakes me up
Tuesday's shift is dragging endlessly
Wednesday's screaming, and I'm up again
Thursday's high on liberty

There's a movie that's in my head
There's a novel that's in my brain
About a drowning man and he's waving
But that's only action

The whole world is playing human traffic
The whole world moving from A to Z
The whole world, it circles round and comes back again
It's high on dreams and memories

Only, only human traffic
Only, only human traffic
It circles round now from A to Z

Thursday plays its first minor
Friday trucks them in from the sea
Saturday makes me mad again
Sunday gets the best of me

There's a movie that's in my head
There's a novel that's in my brain
About a drowning man and he's waving
But that's only action

The whole world is playing human traffic
The whole world moving from A to Z
The whole world, it circles round and comes back again
It's high on dreams and memories

Only, only human traffic
Only, only human traffic
Only, only human traffic
It circles round now from A to Z

It circles round
Only, only, only, only
It circles round
Only, only, only, only

Only, only human traffic (only)
Only, only human traffic (only)
Only, only human traffic
It circles round now from A to Z

Only, only human traffic (only)
Only, only human traffic (only)
Only, only human traffic
It circles round now from A to Z

It circles round
Only, only, only, only
It circles round
Only, only, only, only