Though they aren’t very sure
Where they are, it’s a blur
From the calling in the streets
To the frantic running feet
How the people fall into disarray.
How they swish, swish past
Like their dreams will never last
They are running, speeding, racing
Not quite sure what they’re chasing
How the people crash into disarray.
Though they question, question, question
They still haven’t learned a lesson
Like robots they are roaming
For information they are combing
How the people are baffled into disarray.
How they now are giving up, it’s abrupt
Because their brains are now corrupt
They have now become aware
That they are racing to nowhere
How the people halt into disarray.