Running A Motorway

A fellow came up to me and said "what's my name"?
 When I failed to answer he frowned
 He said he'd been around since the beginning of time last week or so
 And he had the lawful right to boss me around
 I don't believe the words he said to me
 I don't believe the funds he offered me
 The sugarcoated facts the wide-screen TV
 A real Utopian life in industry
 Running a motorway
 We're running a motorway
 Through deserts of everyday
 Embrace it or stay away
 Mmmmm...
 A man once tried to protest the things you cannot protest
 He got run over by a truckload of twisted reasoning
 A woman tied herself to a fence trying to chance our way of thinkin'
 Backed her bags and send her away.
 I try to bury my beliefs and smile
 I try to not to look down just up to the skies
 And every feet is suddenly a mile
 A real Utopian life brings tears to my eyes
 Running a motorway
 We're running a motorway
 Through deserts of everyday
 Embrace it or stay away
 Mmmmm...