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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,395
Peak in subgenre #737
Author
Sun Zoo
Rights
2006
Uploaded
January 21, 2006
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.5 MB • 128 kbps • 2:34
Lyrics
Take a walk, any street, any city
Observe pedestrians, eyes down, walkin' quickly
In a rush just to get home or get to their job
Afraid they'll be late, afraid they'll be stopped, afraid they'll be robbed
Maybe the mob mentality sets in
Or perhaps they're just too damn busy to question
The fact that we run around chasing suggestions
Till life isn't life, it's a series of sections
You ever feel the clock's running your life
And you can never seem to make it out from under the knife?
If you do, then believe me, I know how you feel
It's one thing after another baby, no time to chill
Ever need some time off, afraid to tell your boss?
On vacation but afraid to turn your cell phone off?
You wake up on the weekends still afraid of a fax?
It's like this whole damn country's just afraid to relax
HOOK:
Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'
Into the future
We move so fast, but where do we go?
We need to calm down, slow down, get in control
Time keeps on slippin', slippin', slippin'
Into the future
We move so fast, I know it got you stressed out
We need to chill, sit back, take a rest now
Yo, you can walk the streets for an hour or two
And the only human contact is people shouting at you
You can see tons of people and be going for miles
But everybody's got their heads down and nobody smiles
We need to go study, we need to get As
We need to go to work 'cause we need to get paid
We need to get this done, calls need to get made
I got a revelation people, we are just slaves
Slaves to our calendar and slaves to our watch
Slaves to our PDAs and to our email box
We're slaves to our boss and we're slaves to our screens
We're barely people at all, we're machines
Now I recognize, some things you gotta do
But you take it overboard, at least a lot of you
Could use a little rest and a lot less stress
I suggest: chill out and take a goddamned breath!
HOOK
You can call me a hypocrite, guilty as charged
Yo, there's times I wanna wake up and kill the alarm
Times when it seems impossible to chill and be calm
Times when I don't have time to kill with a song
But yo, I seen people with no time to sleep
And I got friends I gotta remind to eat 'cause
They get too much stress and no rest
Which makes them upset which leads to more stress
A vicious cycle, it's like we only run 'round
This whole society needs to slow the fuck down
Think of your friends, yo, think of your wife
Think of your kids if you got 'em, man, think of your life
And turn that cell phone off for a minute
Stop stressing out and stop thinking about business
Kick your feet up and lean your chair back
Close your eyes, take a deep breath, and relax
HOOK
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