features, the
comb your hair
and put on your shoes
and then you fill your eye with
now you run and ask your mother
but your sister and your brother
your night
all right
takes a little commotion
any ruckus will do
now
to get a rise out of you
oh yeah
you call your ride and wait on the street
rock beats scissors
always willing to discover
but it's hard to find another
slow pace
get a rise out of you
oh
wheels in motion abound
ain't no turnin' around
you've been motion
ain't no turnin' it down