I'm always in a hurry, hurry, hurry I only got one problem It's that nobody knows my problems Hurry, hurry, hurry Is this the right time to be messing around With only one idea left in the incubator? I was born in a small house in the middle of the country Now I'm living in an even smaller house in the biggest city And I only got one problem Is this the right time to be messing around With only one beer left in the refrigerator? I was born in a small house, but I'm used to big spaces Now I'm living in a tiny little house Surrounded by a million faces And I only got one problem It's that nobody knows my problems Hurry, hurry, hurry I can run so fast, but I'm always late I can run so fast You should hear my drum You should hear my drum It's so fast that the beat of my drum Becomes a steady hum