Kick the Can Crew

It sure looked like I had a purpose, didn't it? I wonder how much time has passed?
If you're tired of walking, then rest here; if you're tired of resting, then walk over there
Soon I'll be able to go to the next town over, but the road is still continuing on
If you want to hurry up ahead, then go ahead and go; if you want to go along in a daze, then go along in a daze
I've got no destination, but I'm headed somewhere; I look at the scenery, and I'm humming
Now I'm suddenly going down on a sudden hill road; I'm tired, so I'm sitting down
For some reason I want to walk a little bit more, but does it mean anything?
This is as far as I can go for today; so for the moment good night, and see you tomorrow

Hands (whirring along), feet (zipping along)
When I wave as I walk along, I begin to make a sound; by the time I realize, the next town over is just around the corner
Hands (whirring along), feet (zipping along)
I wave as I walk along to the place that I'm going, the only sound that can be heard is the navigator

Let's walk to the record store
If you're talking about there, it's in the wonderful next town over; What did you say? Are you alright?
Hey, why are you just standing there? Hurry up, let's go
I pass by Dj Tatsuta's face, which tells me the important information there are 7 inch raggae records
By give and take through email, I'm told to check for new records
(Ah, even though it's just email, try to rhyme some more...
Getting to BMX, just me and CUE? That would be nice...
5 points, that doesn't count...)
Oh, sorry sorry; are you mad that I left you alone? Ah, is it my fault?
Hey, come on, let's go, our health and beauty are in top form; get ready for a good beat
(Hey, but aren't you tired out?)
You could say that; this is as far as I can go, the parking lot is my limit

Hands (whirring along), feet (zipping along)
When I wave as I walk along, I begin to make a sound; by the time I realize, the next town over is just around the corner
Hands (whirring along), feet (zipping along)
I wave as I walk along to the place that I'm going, the only sound that can be heard is the navigator

I'm plucking a flower with a suspicious sounding song; my day off is Monday
Suddenly, I meet up with my boring self; When I realize that, I feel depressed
The town scrolls along to my rhythm
The road flows along, and suddenly I put my thoughts into words
When I do, out of nowhere, something sounds out
Wo-oo-onderful world
What is it? I don't know, but it's kinda cool
Being congested with music isn't so bad
An important item for a walking man
As I commentate, the setting sun goes down
And my goings, well, anyway, going back home is hard
And what's more, it's on the outskirts of the next town over
Well it's alright, I'll stretch out my legs for the day, as much as I can!

Hands (whirring along), feet (zipping along)
When I wave as I walk along, I begin to make a sound; by the time I realize, the next town over is just around the corner
Hands (whirring along), feet (zipping along)
I wave as I walk along to the place that I'm going, the only sound that can be heard is the navigator