Now, be kind. I've had this place forever.
Buyers love a classic old brownstone,
and I can light a few Diptyques
to cover that classic old brownstone smell.
Seema, this is just me showing you
where I've been staying, since you asked.
-It's not about a sale. -Seema: Everything is about a sale.
-Carrie: Ooh. -What the hell are you doing?
Oh, it's just my lower back.
Sometimes, I need a little help getting up the stairs.
A little help?
You're using an umbrella as a cane.
The internet says I have "old lady back."
The internet is for perverts. What does your orthopedist say?
Ohh...
-you know I don't have one of those. -Well, now you do.
Let me call my cousin's office,
and get you an appointment later today.
Oh, no, no, please don't go to any trouble
over my completely common senior condition.
Nonsense. You're not old, and Vik doesn't have anything
he can't move to get you in.
-Charming. -Thank you.
I can have a crew here to take care of that tomorrow.
-Oh. -Seema: Hi, my darling, it's Seema.
Does Vikash have any time in the next couple of hours
to see my friend about her sore back?
No, it's not an emergency,
but she does need to be seen immediately,
preferably before 3:00. I have a showing.
Seema, there is no urgency to this
'cause, 'cause I, actually, I,
I bought these very fancy patches that I saw on TV.
They heat up when you stick them on.
They're like magic, back magic.
Thank you so much, Jessie. We'll see you soon. Bye.
I should hire you to be in charge of my entire life.
I know you're joking but, honestly,
you could use some help.
Chop-chop, grandma. Vik will see you in an hour.
See, it's magic.
(Seema snorts)
Oh, ow, oh wow.
Okay, I'm here. How we doin'?
What on earth took you so long?
The technician took her X-rays like half an hour ago.
Um... I'm fine. Thank you for asking.
Hiya, Carrie. I'm Vikash.
I'm sure Seema gave you my entire resume,
and dating history in the car on the way,
so I won't bother you with a formal introduction.
Well, it's very nice to meet you, Dr. Patel.
So, my colleague, Dr. Wilson, and I looked at your films--
It's arthritis, right?
I have old lady disease in my back.
That's what the internet told me.
I am sorry if my medical degree
contradicts Google's algorithm,
but I think...
Well, I'm not a doctor, but, uh, that's not my back.
Wait for it.
It's your hip.
You have an undiagnosed congenital birth defect.
-I do? -Dr. Patel: But it's something I can fix surgically,
and get you back on your feet in no time.
I'm not an old lady!
I have a congenital hip defect.
But you are having hip surgery,
so it's, it's kind of an old thing.
Yeah, hip as an adjective is young,
but hip as a noun is kinda old.
If we're being honest, using hip as an adjective
is knock-knock-knockin' on the nursin' home door, too.
-I am no longer paying for lunch. -Come on.
We are thrilled that you found an archaeologist
to saw your old carcass open,
and try to put those sanded-down fossils
-inside you back together -Anthony!
What?! She laughed.
And this is my first solo lunch with you ladies.
I've really gotta bring it.
This calls for champagne.
-Miranda, it, it isn't even 12:30. -We're celebrating.
Anthony is here, and Carrie is not old.
Carrie: No, I'm not,
and Dr. Patel said
he couldn't believe I was still up and walking,
and after these last two months, neither can I.
So, I have started an Excel spreadsheet,
so that we can all take turns helping out
with Carrie's recovery post-surgery.
You guys, this is so nice, truly,
and if it's too much, you know, I can,
I can always hire a nurse.
I just... I just don't wanna be alone.
-You won't be alone. -We're here for you.
I'm not changin' any bedpans.
I would rather die than show you my pee.
Okay... They say
that Carrie will be on crutches
for two to three weeks,
and then, six to eight weeks PT,
and then, full recovery in a few months.
-But no strenuous exercise. -Not a problem.
-And no heels. -Problem.
Do you even own a flat shoe?
Yes, I bought a pair of Toms in 2007.
But that was... just because it made me feel like a good person.
Miranda: Aw.
So, we're all set for the entire class
to go to MoMA PS1 to see the James Turrell?
Yes, we are. I collected all
the permission slips and fees,
and I think Ainsley took care of the charter bus.
I did, even got us a discount.
Great! Does anyone have anything else
before we break for this week?
-Veronica. -Uh, n-nothing official.
Just wanted to say how funny Rock was in the school play.
Oh my goodness. Yes, Rock, yes!
Oh, Rock was a total rock star--
Wait, Wait, who's Rock?
Did-did I somehow miss a new kid?
No, Rock your--
Charlotte: Did everyone just freeze?
Okay, ladies, we're done here, right? Talk soon.
Charlotte, I'm gonna call you right now.
-Okay. -(phone ringing)
-Hello? -Lisa (on phone): It's me.
I, I assumed you knew.
Wait, what is happening? Knew what?
Rose told everyone at school to call her Rock.
Well, is it Rock as in like a jokey nickname,
or is it Rock as in, "I don't wanna be Rose anymore"?
Sorry, sweetie... I don't know the context.
(chopping loudly)
Are, are you hammering or something?
No, no, I'm just making snacks.
-Bam! I'm beating you, Dad. -Oh no! Dude!
You lose, come on!
-Oh! -Harry, can we please take a moment from exploding frogs?
I'm confused. I need information.
Rose, did you change your name at school to Rock?
-Yeah. -You changed your name?
And you didn't want to tell us
before you told everyone at school?
I did let you know.
I put up a TikTok.
Well, you put up about 10 TikToks today,
so... I guess I'm behind.
-(electronic music playing) -Here.
(raps) ♪ Yo, my name is Rock ♪
♪ The new kid on the block ♪
♪ Not tryna shock or joinin' the flock ♪
- ♪ R-o-c-k, Rock ♪ -(both singing along)
♪ R-o-c-k, Rock ♪
R-o-c-k, Rock. We get it.
I'm sorry, what, wh-what's happenin'?
Are, are you a rapper now?
-Is, is Rock your rapper name? -Dad.
Rapper name? Don't ever say that again.
Charlotte: Let's stay focused.
Did you do this because your friend Ellen changed her name to Eli?
No, it's because I feel like Rock.
And Eli now goes by Scout.
Well, good for Scout, so let me get this straight.
Everyone at school is now calling you Rock?
Even your teachers?
Yeah, they're cool with it.
Oh, well, as long as they're cool with it.
-Hey! -Oh, hey!
-You still up? -Yeah, just need to get some water.
Wow, you get a lotta packages from Amazon.
Yes, I do... too many... and not all for me.
Uh, tube socks and Astroglide. (gasps) Strawberry flavor.
Sorry, meant to intercept that.
Miranda: Next time, please do.
You know, I love how cool you are about all that stuff.
I mean, if my mom ever opened my lube in her house,
she would've choked me to death with a rosary.
Ooh, what book did you order?
Oh, I, uh, I didn't order this. Must be a mistake.
Yeah, it's, it's a mistake. That's not for me.
Luisa: See, that's why I never order things online.
You never know who has access to your information.
Well, I'm, uh, I'm definitely gonna check my account
because I did not order this.
-Receptionist: Name? -Oh, Carrie Bradshaw for Dr. Patel.
I, I filled out all the forms online
during an extremely productive panic attack.
Excellent. Well, then, Miss Bradshaw, take this buzzer,
and when it lights up, we'll take you back.
-Really? Am I at Applebee's? -You wish.
Lucky for you, our knives are sharper.
-(chuckles) Okay, thank you. -You're welcome.
Ouch.
Ugh.
This is very unsettling.
Well, it is a hospital.
No, I meant my stocks and socks.
From here down I look like a Vermont art teacher.
(laughs)
Will I be able to trade this in
for a free margarita at the end?
Oh.
Speaking of that,
Charlotte sent me a book about quitting drinking.
-She did? -Yeah.
I was unboxing my teenage son's
artificially flavored lubricant
and sweat socks,
and I found a package with a book in it
called "Quit Like a Woman:
How to Make the Radical Choice Not to Drink,"
and many more bullshit words.
Quit like a woman? What does that even mean? What?
Curtsy to a bottle of vodka as it makes double your salary
-for doing the exact same job? -Exactly!
And she didn't even have the balls to tell me she sent it.
She just Amazoned me.
Amazoned me? Did you just make that up?
I think so.
Sh-She could've at least included a little gift card.
"Dear Miranda, I think you're an alcoholic. Love, Charlotte."
-And you're sure she sent it? -Who else?
Did you see the face she made when I wanted to order champagne at lunch?
And at Che's concert, she was like, "Miranda, that's three cocktails."
It was a comedy concert, for God's sake!
-So, you don't think you need to quit like a woman? -What?!
No! What I need to do is send her a book,
"How to Get the Stick Outta Your Ass Like a Woman."
-(Carrie sighs) -Okay, well... I need caffeine.
You gonna drink your coffee like a woman?
Yeah, want one?
No, I'm on strict no food or water
-by mouth before your procedure orders. -All right.
How about a little post-surgical recovery treat?
(gasps) Oh, yes, please.
A, a diet peach Snapple and a PayDay?
-Wow, you are kind of a handful lately. -Sorry.
(light music playing)
Charlotte: So, I'll be taking her home tomorrow.
Charlotte: Great. And I have her on Thursday.
You were a tomboy when you were younger, right?
Um, I think that if Luisa were here, she would say
we're not supposed to use that word but, yeah, still am.
-Let me ask you something. -Hm?
Did you ever wish that you weren't a girl?
Sure... Every time I have a mammogram.
Why?
I'm just, just going through somethin' with Rose.
Oh, hey.
How long was I asleep?
Uh, 10 minutes?
Hmm.
I think I have to pee.
Wait... No.
No, yeah.
Yeah, I definitely have to pee.
Well, uh, I'll, I'll call the nurse.
Oh no, I don't think I can wait.
I am, I am really feeling that entire bucket of ice chips
I just wolfed down.
-Um. -Yeah, I can't wait.
Okay, um, well, is there a, a, like a bedpan?
How dare you.
-(Charlotte laughing) -Just, just lift me up.
I've done it with the nurses. I can do it with you two.
-Does this hurt? -No, I feel nothing.
You know that whole pain pill addiction thing?
-Yeah. -I totally get it.
Oh, dang. When did you get so strong?
Well, I read in "Parenting Magazine"
that you should be strong enough
to lift your heaviest child
in case of emergency.
-What? -I've been doing burpees.
(scoffs)
(phone ringing)
Oh... um...
Hello.
No, um, Carrie is, um, indisposed at the moment. This is...
Rambo.
-Why'd she call herself Rambo? -I have no idea.
-Can we please just get me down? -Mm-hm, mm-hm.
-Okay... -Okay.
Miranda: Oh, that's so lovely.
-Oh, okay. -Miranda: She'll be thrilled.
Uh, no, you should come right up.
Um, uh, we're in 1406.
Ooh, wee! Ahh.
Well, this is a very special episode of "Friends,"
"The One Where They Lower Her to the Toilet."
Miranda: Okay, I'll see you in a minute.
-Oh good, more people. -Miranda: It was your boss.
-Do I have a boss? -Che.
She's on her way up with dinner for you.
-How nice is that? -No, no more people.
And it's not she, it's they. They are on their way up.
Right, I knew that. I, I wasn't thinking.
No, you weren't because I'm in a hospital gown on a toilet,
and I don't need company, so please make that Che visit not happen.
No, go, so I can go.
-Okay. -Should I go, too?
No, sadly, you have to stay
-to help me back up. -Sure.
(urinating)
Hmm... think it was a false alarm.
Oh no, Carrie... you're peeing.
I am?
Yes! See?
-Am I done? -No, not yet.
(urinating continues)
-I'll let you know. -(softly): Okay.
And so, the doctor walks into my hospital room
and he announces, "Cheryl has diverticulitis,"
and my dad, who'd fallen asleep
in the empty bed next to mine,
bolts... upright, out of a dead sleep,
and shouts, like he's talkin' to a complete idiot,
"Yeah, we already know Cheryl likes girls."
Your father thought--
My father thought the gastroenterologist
had diagnosed me as a dyke.
(both laughing)
It was hilarious.
And thank God the doc thought it was funny because
I was basically in and out of here seeing him for like two years straight,
and that could've gotten, uh, real awkward.
So... are y-- Are you okay now? I mean--
-Yeah, I figured out how to manage it, yeah. -Mm-hm.
And even though it's about watching what I eat,
it's also about watching what I feel...
what I say, what I do.
-(Che sighs) -What do you mean?
Cheryl used to hold everything in...
all that unhappiness, and, and shame
just twisted up in there,
just, yeah, making her physically and emotionally constipated,
just lying to herself and everyone else, just feeling so trapped.
(sighs) But now, now I just-- I let it all out.
I tell the whole truth on myself on stage, off.
I feel it. I, I do it. I be it.
So much healthier.
I mean, I-I'm not saying I got all of me figured out,
but I haven't shit my pants in three years.
I'm sorry, I know we're eating.
Well, I can't top that win...
(laughs)
but, um...
I was feeling trapped, too,
-at, at my law firm. -Mm-hm.
So, I finally just quit.
It felt like...
like life's too short,
-you know? -Oh yeah.
Good for you.
Oh, that's really spicy.
Do you think I'd bring anything mild?
-No, oh my god. -(Che laughs)
-Oh no. -Oh.
♪ ♪
Okay... you get the wheelchair, Nick.
-I'll get the precious cargo. -Nick: Alright.
Okay, be right back, Carrie.
And then, I'll put ya in your wheelchair,
and take ya upstairs to eat your din-din.
As much as I die for his Baby Jane Hudson,
this is all very unnecessary.
I've could've just taken an ambulette home.
No, it's important for him to help.
He needs to know that he's still included.
It's also important that I don't tumble out the chair
and kiss all 10 steps.
I'm gonna talk to him and make sure it's safe.
Please do.
Anthony, Carrie is worried you're gonna drop her.
I'm not liftin' her. I'll pop my hernia net.
That's what Prince Boner here is for.
-Are you ready? -Ready for what?
For me.
Oh.
Oh, boop-boop.
-Anthony: This thing's high as a kite. -Ah, feel like I'm flying.
-Are you okay, Carrie? -Never better.
In fact, I take it back. This was totally necessary.
Okay.
Oh, no, no, no, no, Jack.
You cannot say boundaries and girlfriends
in the same sentence.
My girlfriends are always there for me,
no... matter... what.
They are there for me. In fact, you know what?
I remember this time
that my friend, Samantha Jones,
even pulled my diaphragm out with her bare hand
because it got stuck.
-(laughing) -Boundaries, Carrie.
And I'm saying it was really stuck,
like she was up in there for like
-a minute. -Oh, a whole minute! Yes!
-I'm sweating. -Schvitzing like a pig. Yas, queen!
Uh, well, this podcast
just became everything I ever wanted it to be,
so I just wanna thank everyone for making this episode
of "X, Y, and Me" possible,
especially the doctor who prescribed whatever painkillers Carrie's on.
-Peace, everybody. -Leave meeting.
So, back to bed, or a little walk around?
-Uhh... bed, please. -Charlotte: Okay. (laughs)
I feel I am, finally... getting the hang
of this podcasting thing, huh?
Yeah!
-Ooh! -Ooh, ah, ah!
-Did ya hear me? -I did, I did.
You sounded extremely comfortable.
Did, did you hear what you said?
Well, what did I say?
You told the diaphragm story,
and you mentioned Samantha by name.
-I did? -Uh-huh.
Well... there are a lot of Samanthas out there.
Well, you used her last name, too.
-Oops. -Do you think she'll be okay with that?
Carrie: Uh...
I think I'm allowed to tell the story.
It's... my vagina... my story.
Besides, this podcast isn't even on her radar.
She's off in... London.
Yeah, but... I read the "Daily Mail."
Oh, what-- What, you think she would be upset?
I just think, maybe, you should let her know. That's all.
And, that way, if someone else tells her,
she's not gonna be surprised.
I think what Robin is trying to say is that
a child at this age is still developing,
and exploring who they are.
-Do I have that right, Robin? -Yes.
-More or less. -And we, we get all that.
We're just-- We're a little taken aback
that this particular child
was allowed to adopt a new name
without the parents being informed.
I honestly had no idea that you didn't know.
-Did you, Robin? -I did not, Laura.
Rock never gave us any clue that
their parents were resistant to their changing identity.
Their? D-Did you just say their?
We are not resistant, Robin.
And according to my reading, Laura, there is a wide range
in this type of exploration,
so we are just trying to figure out
how seriously we should take this.
This is a very supportive environment for all children.
Cisgender, gender fluid, nonbinary, trans.
Exactly. This is a journey that we are all on together.
We're here for you, and we can recommend
a therapist, support group, peer counseling,
-whatever would help. -Wait. Therapy? Counseling?
What happened to the part about a child this age
is still growing and exploring?
That's still true...
but Rock is very clear,
and in matters such as this, we take our cues from the children.
We're talkin' about a 12-year-old here.
Rose would eat ice cream for every meal if it was up to her.
Rock.
So, we just have to accept this now?
This is done. They made the call.
I don't even know if I buy it.
Rose is a showoff, a big ham.
Could just be for attention... or to bug us.
She practically gave us the finger at her 3D ultrasound.
(student choir singing)
Hearing people who aren't you talk about your kid to you...
it's the most humbling experience I've ever had as a father.
You're a wonderful father.
(singing continues)
(intercom buzzes)
-Hello? -Che (on intercom): Hey, it's Che Diaz.
Oh, oh, hey, it's Rambo. Come on up.
(intercom buzzes)
Oh... goddammit.
(knocks at door)
-What a pleasant surprise. -Yeah, for me, too.
I was just stopping by with two things to help Carrie podcast better from home:
a professional mic and some aged tequila,
also known as Keep Carrie Talking.
Oh, come on in.
-Ooh. -She's, um, taking a little opioid nap now.
-We gotta keep it down. -Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, I got it.
Got it, so probably not a great idea to ask
-if she wants to do a shot then. -Probably not.
But you could ask me.
(Miranda and Che laughing)
-Mmm. -(Che laughs)
-Oh. -Here let me spark this up.
(Miranda and Che laughing)
-Don't you remember? -Hm?
-I'm not a pot person. -(laughing)
Yeah, I remember you kinda liked it.
-(laughing) -I don't know!
Are you always this funny?
-Uhh, I better bounce. I got a gig. -Oh!
-And Jersey is not gonna make itself laugh. -Oh!
Oh, oh no, go, go, go, go, go.
I got it, I got it, I got it, I got it.
-(laughs) I got it. -Alright, alright, you got it!
-Thank you. -So...
Ah...
(laughing)
You know, if you weren't in such a hurry,
I'd ask you to shotgun me again.
Oh!
Well, um, at your service.
(whimsical music)
(sniffs)
♪ ♪
-Oh, oh. -(heavy breathing)
Oh. (grunts)
Miranda? I have to pee.
Tell me you like it. Tell me not to stop.
I like it. Oh, please, Che.
-(kissing) -Please don't stop.
(moaning)
Miranda?
(moaning)
♪ ♪
(quietly): Oh, my god.
(gasping, moaning)
Can I touch you?
(Carrie grunting)
-Miranda: Oh, please, touch me. -Che: Yeah.
Ow!
Oh, oh, oh.
(quietly): Oh my god, I have to pee.
(loud moaning)
Ow.
(loud moaning)
(grunting, urinating)
That was the best feeling I've ever had in my life.
Oh. Oh!
Oh my god.
I really am gonna be late.
What?
Hey, DM me if you wanna chill again soon, okay?
(laughs)
-Che: Okay, bye. -(door closes)
(panting)
Maybe close the door.
Oh, you're awake!
Did ya have a good nap, sleepyhead?
Oh, it was wonderful...
up until the point where I was woken up by my best friend
having sex in the kitchen...
with my boss!
(toilet flushes)
And I wet myself in the bed because...
there was no one to help me to the bathroom.
I'm so sorry.
Oh, let me get you out of those wet sheets.
I had no idea you were awake already.
Well, I only took half a pill...
'cause I was so out of it yesterday.
I should've taken the whole bottle,
so I didn't have to witness any of that.
I-- I apologize.
I, I had no idea that you needed me.
-What are you doing? -I'm, I'm, I'm, I'm getting clean sheets,
-and I'm gonna get all that stuff off of the bed-- -No, no.
What are you doing?
What was that in my kitchen? What is going on with you?
I, I, I don't know.
Che brought you tequila,
and, and we were doing shots out in the kitchen,
and we were trying to be quiet.
We were trying not to wake you up.
-Well, you did wake me up. -I--
And why are you doing shots... in the afternoon?
And my apartment reeks of pot, and my bed is soaked in pee.
I'm, I'm, I'm so sorry. Let me, let me, um, change the sheets.
It doesn't matter anymore.
-Here. -(gasps) Ow! Oh, you're hurting me!
-I said you're hurting me! -I--
-Just leave it alone. -Well, you can't sit there
in those sheets, Carrie. They're soaked.
Yes, I know they're soaked. I soaked them.
You said you would be here for me, and you weren't.
I was alone peeing in a, in a diet peach Snapple bottle.
I know... I'm so sorry. (chuckles)
I guess I just had too much to drink.
No more tequila for me.
Maybe Charlotte was right.
Maybe you do have a drinking problem.
I... I don't have a drinking problem.
I just got a little carried away.
You are married, and you just had sex in my kitchen.
I'm unhappy.
Okay?
I'm trapped.
I hate my marriage. I hate it.
I hate my life. I, I, I hate it.
-Since when? -Miranda: Since...
-Forever. -No, that's not true.
It feels like it is.
Wh-Why didn't you say something?
(scoffs)
What would I say?
That I don't wanna be this... person anymore.
That I wanna be something more.
That this isn't enough.
That is exactly what you should say.
Well, then I said.
Please, can I change the sheets now?
I think you should look into the drinking.
I am drinking too much, yes.
We all were in the pandemic, and...
I guess I just kept going.
But I don't have a problem, and I don't need a book from Charlotte.
I know me, Carrie.
If I really thought I had a problem, I would quit instantly.
And what about that other activity in the kitchen?
I don't know if I want to quit that.
I-I've never felt like that...
in my life.
(upbeat music playing)
♪ ♪
(sends text)
♪ ♪
Che (on phone): When I tell people I'm attracted to all genders,
someone will always ask, "Do you have a preference?"
And the truth is, I do.
I prefer them not to be assholes.
(laughing)
And it's always a surprise, right?
Nothing you can predict.
It's not like a werewolf situation.
Definitely not as easy as full moon,
"Oh, you're really a dick."
I mean, there's no silver bullet for dating.
Last year, I dated this woman who was transitioning,
-transitioning from nice person to asshole. -(laughs)
-(text chimes) -A lot of people cannot
comprehend the concept of me being polyamorous.
When I break that news to them,
they look at me like I've just told them
that I've never seen "Star Wars."
Right... What else did I drunk order?
(light music playing)
(cap clatters)
-(phone rings) -Active Way Physical Therapy.
So, Harry thinks the school is overreacting...
but I don't know.
What if we underreact?
Oh, Charlotte, when,
when have you ever underreacted to anything?
But I can kind of see Harry's point.
I mean, is this just a 12-year-old
who's caught up in the moment?
You know, when I was in seventh grade,
all my friends got a perm.
So, I got a perm.
I mean, is this just right now?
Or is this her... life?
I just-- I, I, I have to do the right thing.
And you will.
I hope you understand
that I will need to see a photo of that perm.
I told Harry I think...
-we should just listen-- -Mm-hm.
and follow her-- their lead.
(sighs)
But every time I open my mouth,
I just want to say Rose, not Rock.
(exhales)
I don't know what's gonna happen.
But I know that kid is amazing.
And just remember, a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.
Carrie.
I'm Travis, the physical therapist.
Shall we go back?
Yeah.
Shall I help you up?
Yeah.
(grunts)
So, I have the philosophy that PT works best
when we're working towards a goal.
Do you have a long-term physical goal?
-To get back into heels. -(laughs)
Oh, uh, any others?
Just the one. To get back into heels.
Okay, uh, so you change, and then, I'll be back in
and we'll start with a deep lower body massage.
-Does that sound good? -Yeah.
Great.
Yes, I'd like to book my next session with Travis.
Actually, your insurance doesn't cover Travis.
The system didn't catch it before but we've rectified it,
so all of your future appointments will be with
Emmett here.
Hi, I'm ready for you, Miss Johnson.
I'm willing to pay out of pocket.
Okay... Travis then.
Okay, yeah.
("Keep Moving" by Jungle playing)
♪ If you're coming like that, then it's been about time, you know ♪
Carrie: And just like that,
three months later, I was back in heels.
♪ If you change ♪
♪ Keep moving, keep moving ♪
♪ I could hear the alarm ♪
♪ ♪
♪ I won't take it much longer ♪
♪ Keep moving, keep moving ♪
♪ Are you breaking my heart? ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Thanks for making me stronger ♪
♪ Keep moving ♪
♪ Someone's got to go find the truth ♪
♪ If you change ♪
♪ When you livin' like that, you can spend around town, you know ♪
♪ In a new house ♪
♪ In the UK ♪
♪ If you change ♪
♪ Keep moving, keep moving ♪
♪ I could hear the alarm ♪
♪ ♪
♪ I won't take it much longer ♪
♪ Keep moving, keep moving ♪
♪ Are you breaking my heart? ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Thanks for making me stronger ♪
♪ I could live with it, I could live with it ♪
♪ Oh ♪
♪ ♪
♪ I could live with it, I could live with it ♪
♪ Oh ♪
♪ I could live with it, I could live with it ♪
♪ Oh ♪
♪ I could live with it, I could live with it ♪
♪ Oh ♪
♪ Unless you understand it ♪
♪ Then find out what to do ♪
♪ Don't think about it
♪ I'll be running with you ♪
♪ If I can't understand it ♪
♪ I'll find another way ♪
♪ I could live with it, I could live with it ♪
♪ Oh ♪
♪ Keep moving, keep moving ♪
♪ Moving, keep moving ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Keep moving, keep moving ♪
♪ ♪
♪ Keep moving, keep moving ♪