[Verse 1]
Stiff bones
Your bones are stuck in place
Stiffening the space
While space
Is bending in your face

[Verse 2]
Face it
We are the final straw
Straw man
Now don't just blow away
You’re not a sack of hay

[Bridge]
Even in a sack of hay
Every straw is con-
Nected someway

[Chorus]
With all the others move
Move
Move
Move
Move
Move
Move
[Verse]
All, three
Hundred and sixty ways
To angle your own play
Why play?
Stick figure hanging there

[Chorus]
Waiting for others to move
For, you
Move
Move
Move
Move
Move
Move

[Outro]
That's how we are made
To move in many ways
That's how we are made
To move in many ways