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 but 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 And people move on Just gotta keep movin' 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