LYRICS GAME

It flies by

We watch our lives flash past

On the wire

We see the years fly

We try to walk straight

And we can't rewind

All these knots in our lives

If only we could untie them

So tell me how it works

Tell me how it works

Tell me how it works

Tell me how it works

Anyway, we march in line

In a group or not, we walk alone

Like it or not, we've got a market value

From cradle to shroud

Walk or die but walk straight

Walk backward or don't walk

And business works

Health, family and the rest, that works

Tell me how it works

Tell me how it works

I know it ain't always how we want

Not always how we wish

But I'd like happy golden years

Tell me how it works

I wonder, after all these years

Over and over

I know well where I'm not going, but not yet where I'd like to go

I can guess that if I let go

It wouldn't hurt me

I'd better take the leap

I'd be wrong not to try

If I wanted, I could even stop

Throw it in reverse

By the way, why must barriers always be crossed

Why am I scared of being overtaken

By whom and by what

I don't know but what I do know

Is that if I'm scared I'm not last

As if there was only one finish line

Only one place

Only one road we must take

I doubt it

All I know is I don't know

I'm going step by step

Yeah step by step, yeah step by step

I'm going step by step

I'm going step by step

All I know is I don't know

I'm going step by step

Head in her phone

Without headphones you'd think she's crazy

Without Google you'd think she's dumb

And without filters you'd think she's hot

It's way too easy to judge, way too easy to judge

If her goal in life is to look like Gigi

But without surgery she's more Gégé than Gigi

If school taught us to take great selfies

To start life better, to start life better

Without knowing where we're going

Where we are

Without even knowing where we'll end up

Without knowing where we are

Where we're going

Without even knowing where it'll end

Head in her phone

Without headphones you'd think she's crazy

Without Google you'd think she's dumb

And without filters you'd think she's hot

What matters is what's in the heart

And what's in the account

Money doesn't make you happy, no

It funds bombs

Being pretty when you've got money

Is easier huh

Money rots people and makes them gorgeous at the same time

It's fascinating

We're not all equal when it comes to beauty

It's so easy to feel tall when you watch them parade

Kid

Before you learn a trade

First you gotta learn to retouch the photo on a résumé

Head in her phone

Without headphones you'd think she's crazy

Without Google you'd think she's dumb

And without filters you'd think she's hot