Lyrics:

Go play safe, fly low for the sake of all you have known
Throw your staff down from the citadel and run away
He won't laugh at what you said he's got a princess to impress
Got no boat, plane or place to go - just the rain

People move on, move along
People move on...
Move along

There's a man that follows me down the street
Holding roses for all the girls he meets
And his hair curls down to his feet he gives me the creeps
He'll take the wind from your sails quoting Jesus 'hands on the Kells'
But his words usually fail to move me that way

People move on, move along
People move on...
Just gotta keep moving on


So go play safe, fly low for the sake of all you have known
Throw your staff down from the citadel, and run away