Object, woman wants a man and not a fact
No sweat, man who needs a mate to do the act
Not yet, woman needs her time do to her thing
Object, man must find a job to buy the ring

Too quick, rushes to the vicar for a date
Feels sick, one too many lagers before eight
New chick, bridesmaid looking well hearted
Swift kick, married life done before it's started

Object, man who needs a family to fit in
No sweat, throw him to the sharks and let him swim
Not yet, teach him how to step into the fire
Object, take away the reason to be hired

Too quick, saw a little more but not enough
Feels sick, politician sea is kind of rough
New chick, politician wife is pushing in
Swift kick, married to the man to see him win

Hold that, meaning would be peace if you would hear
One step closer and the sound would disappear
High tech, telescopic link into the mind
Why set limits to the truth that you could find?

Death race, all they want to do is run you down
New taste, sell you something sweet to bring you round
New home, mortgage you a room inside a wall
New tongue, govern you with tone you never saw

Object, prices are the shares are getting low
No sweat, sell 'em to a man who doesn't know
Not yet, maybe they'll be better in a while
Object, take the money off him with a smile

Too quick, man, he made the killing on the spot
Feels sick, you should have had some faith in what you've got
New chick, blame it on the girl who didn't see
Swift kick, if anybody's wrong it isn't me

Cat goal, money in the bank and in the house
Cash flow, money in the city and the spouse
Streamline, kids are getting more but learning less
Dream time, doctors give us something for the stress