One, two, three
 

Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
There's always someone in the galley
(?)
And now you're reach is in the alley
 

You always tried to pick a cloud
Simply by staying in a hurry
You might as well, that's where you stand
And you don't even have a worry
 

Hey
 

Yeah
 

You always tried to keep an eye
on all your neighbors and your friends
Because you do not want to be apart
of all the losing ends
 

Nowhere to run, no where to hide
There's always someone in the galley