Crabbuckit

Took a trip on a bus that I didn't know
Met a girl sellin' drinks at the disco
Said truth comes back when you let it go
Seems complicated 'cause it's really so simple
Walkin' down Yonge Street on a Friday
Can't follow them, gotta do it my way
No fast lane, still on the highway
Movin' in and out, no doubt there's a brighter day...

No time to get down 'cause I'm moving up
No time to get down 'cause I'm moving up
No time to get down 'cause I'm moving up
Ah-ah, check out the crabs in the bucket

It's like flies on the windscreen, writing on walls
Square biz clones claim they're havin' a ball
Feelin' themselves just before last call
Tic-a-tic-a-toc, tic-a-tic-a-toc
Clock strikes twelve, clock strikes one
Smoking gun put these fools on the run
I know it's not that simple, I know it's not that hard

No time to get down 'cause I'm moving up
No time to get down 'cause I'm moving up
No time to get down 'cause I'm moving up
Ah-ah, check out the crabs in the bucket

It's a conniption, fit when the microphones lit
I take it higher like a bird on a wire, retire the fire
I never, 'cause I'm just moving on up
Choosin' to touch, the unseen, craving the clutch
Damn, if mirrors were created by sand
Then I'm looking in the water for reflections of man
Understand the minds above time when it's empty
Emcee, Tragically Hip - Ahead by a Century

No time to get down 'cause I'm moving up
No time to get down 'cause I'm moving up
No time to get down 'cause I'm moving up
Ah-ah, check out the crabs in the bucket

No time to get down 'cause I'm moving up
No time to get down 'cause I'm moving up
No time to get down 'cause I'm moving up
Ah-ah...



Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Deron Brereton
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