Fast Lane

Everybody speeds in the fast lane truly now Revvin' through the gears tryin' to keep ourselves from stressing out, ah Take a look in your heart and your soul This is really it? Is it all that you are? We're so caught up in the riddle and we suffer for so little, oh Lord Holding back the tears on the last train homeward bound It's been 27 years and you've only now just figured out, how? You can give him your heart and your soul You can give him every, even the house that you own But when you're caught up in the riddle, man, your pride ain't worth a nickel, no no