Jesus Jones Nowhere Slow
Driving me insane
All the people going nowhere
Going nowhere slow
All the people going nowhere
Going nowhere slow
Saw the apocalypse licking its lips
Sat in a van on the M 25
You could just sit and stare, it was going nowhere
Chances are it will never arrive
In my car, well, I don't go far
And it's driving me insane
All the people going nowhere
Going nowhere slow
All the people going nowhere
Going nowhere slow
Went to the park and ride but the city had parked then died
There's nothing left there anyway
Back to the motorway, fell asleep like yesterday
Maybe I dreamed it, I couldn't say
In my car, well, I don't go far
And it's driving me insane
Saw the apocalypse swinging its hips
All the people going nowhere
Going nowhere slow
All the people going nowhere
Going nowhere slow
All the people going nowhere
Going nowhere slow
