[Verse 1]
I was a guest at a sad event
It was hit and run, a tragic accident
A crowd gathered around to stop and gawk awhile
Was it you that I saw there?
Staring at the mangled body of what we used to share
Did you ever care or did I see you smile?
[Pre-Chorus]
Well I had my doubts about you anyway
But as the New York cops all like to say
[Chorus]
Move along, move along, move along, move along, move along
The show is over
[Verse 2]
Your sympathy's not in line
In fact I'm fit and feeling fine
You owe nothing to me, and no apologies
You’d hope that I'd feel bad
But move along 'cause you got it wrong
‘Cause I'm not sad, and this ain't no sad song
[Pre-Chorus]
Well it's true I'm just some poor old working slob
We'vе both do our jobs, you're a professional snob
[Chorus]
Move along, movе along, move along, move along, move along
The show is over
Move along, move along, move along, move along, move along
Go home
[Verse 3]
I thought that we were friends
But everything in this world ends
When something's lost, you're never getting back
So as the crowd starts going home
You're left there standing all alone
As F. Scott said, there'll be no second act
[Pre-Chorus]
Well I had my doubts about you anyway
But as the New York cops all like to say
[Chorus]
Move along, move along, move along, move along, move along
The show is over
Move along, move along, move along, move along, move along
Go home, go home, go home, go home
I was a guest at a sad event
It was hit and run, a tragic accident
A crowd gathered around to stop and gawk awhile
Was it you that I saw there?
Staring at the mangled body of what we used to share
Did you ever care or did I see you smile?
[Pre-Chorus]
Well I had my doubts about you anyway
But as the New York cops all like to say
[Chorus]
Move along, move along, move along, move along, move along
The show is over
[Verse 2]
Your sympathy's not in line
In fact I'm fit and feeling fine
You owe nothing to me, and no apologies
You’d hope that I'd feel bad
But move along 'cause you got it wrong
‘Cause I'm not sad, and this ain't no sad song
[Pre-Chorus]
Well it's true I'm just some poor old working slob
We'vе both do our jobs, you're a professional snob
[Chorus]
Move along, movе along, move along, move along, move along
The show is over
Move along, move along, move along, move along, move along
Go home
[Verse 3]
I thought that we were friends
But everything in this world ends
When something's lost, you're never getting back
So as the crowd starts going home
You're left there standing all alone
As F. Scott said, there'll be no second act
[Pre-Chorus]
Well I had my doubts about you anyway
But as the New York cops all like to say
[Chorus]
Move along, move along, move along, move along, move along
The show is over
Move along, move along, move along, move along, move along
Go home, go home, go home, go home
( The Fleshtones )
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