Letra de Cannot Get It Started

When in the prop of the morning, with the traffic and the canon lights on and on 'till the evening with its thick and orange light and now we nervous walk here the whole city tried to eat itself you kill some track to zero working hard just to get yourself sometimes I can't get it started back from nothing sometimes I can't get it started it is a mass production all the blank little minutes align on and on 'till the evening where it's black and orange light and now we nervous walk here swinging arms like satellites and now we're nervous walking until the body won't sleep through the night sometimes I can't get it started back from nothing sometimes I can't get it started sometimes I can't get it started back from nothing sometimes I can't get it started where we lies is a little burned spinning around don't they know that the hours move slow? and I can't get it started and I can't get it started and I can't get it started and I can't get it started where we lies is a little burned spinning around don't they know that the hours move slow? slow?