Oh, to be free
I do believe
I'm not good for anything
I'm no help to anyone
Full of self pity
I can't go on
Without your sympathy
I'm not just away from myself
Like a trophy up on a shelf
I've been forgotten
Chorus:
I'm getting off at the next exit
(Whatcha gonna do about it) x4
I'll pay(?)
Life is like driving
Along the motorway
See me in the slow lefthand lane
Overtaken - again and again
Wait til I catch up
Chorus
(get it off?)
It's nothing new
To feel that loneliness
Listen to the big engines moan
Look for the signpost to the city of bones
Who wants to come with me?
I'm getting off (x5)
I'm getting off at the next exit
I'm getting off at the next exit
I'm getting off, I'm getting off, I'm getting off
I'm getting off, I'm getting off, getting off,
Getting off, I'm getting off
I'm getting off at the next exit
Whatcha gonna do about it
I'm getting off at the next exit
Whatcha gonna do about it
I'm getting off at the next exit
Whatcha gonna do about it
I'll...
Whatcha gonna do about it?