We all face the same way, Still it takes all day  I take a look to my left, Pick out the worst and the best  She paints her lip, greasy and thick  Another mirror stare  And she's going where?    Another office affair, to kill an unborn scare  You talk dirty to a priest, it makes you human at least  Is she running away, to start a brand new day?  Or she's going home, why's she driving alone?    Is anyone going anywhere?  Everyone's got to be, somewhere    She's got a body in the boot, just bags of food  Those are models legs, but are they women's, are they men's?  She shouts down the phone, she missed a payment on the loan  She's go to be above the rest, keeping up with the best    Is anyone going anywhere?  Everyone's got to be, somewhere    She waits tables for a crook, you wrote a hardback book  You teach kids how to read, sell your body on the street  And that's without a job, another up town snob  But have I got you all wrong, one look and you were gone    Is anyone going anywhere?  Is anyone going anywhere?  Is anyone going anywhere?  Everyone's got to be, somewhere