Rush, Rush, Rush Words by Brian Griffin (8-5-00) Gotta, gotta, gotta get a movin' on You don't want to be late Day's planned out before you are waking up Plans you have come to hate Clock hands moving, there's no stopping it It's numbered face laughs at you Fighting a battle you've been scheduled to lose Seems there's nothing you can do You rush, rush, rush rush through your life Got so much to work thru Be here, be there right away There's nothing left to prove What are you gonna be doing now? Try to go against the march of time Used to have moment to spare But now it's impossible to find What are you gonna be doing now? Minutes, hours days keep flying past Looking for a little quality time It never seems to last You rush, rush, rush rush through everything You can't stop- you're damned if you do You're climbing the ladder to an early grave Sucks the life right outta you Like to say that I'm different Not a slave to the daily grind But I've only got 15 minutes to sing 4 songs And I'm running out of time So please don't yank me yet Donna I'm really getting near the end I gotta finish up this song now I'm rushing once again I rush, rush, rush rush through my life Can't slow down- no time to think If I did I would start to realize That I'm heading for the brink We rush, rush, rush rush through our lives Try to find another way Caught in a trap we can't escape Be that way til our dying day