| Written:E.Stefani/T.Kanal/T.Dumont/G.Stefani/A.Young | |
| Some chickens crossed the road, straying far from the hen | |
| Five reached the side one step below Zen | |
| One was a female, four were mad-men | |
| Who moved on, moved on move on | |
| Standing in line and falling asleep | |
| Building a fence while we're counting the sheep | |
| We'd let you help out but our projects are too deep | |
| Move on, move on, move on | |
| You have to understand that when it comes | |
| to making music | |
| We meshed the styles of five alive and | |
| intertwined and fused it | |
| Life comes from life and through our strife we | |
| strove to make the sound true | |
| Compelled to spell it out, in search | |
| of what we must do | |
| Our house was to small so we had to move | |
| The neighbors had much doubts so we had to prove | |
| That our soulful dimensions were true to the groove | |
| We, moved on, moved on, moved on | |
| Water the music, plant the seeds in the pot | |
| Music is life flowing through... is it not? | |
| Don't forget your roots, but also don't rot | |
| Just move on, move on, move on Don't be afraid, let your feelings show | |
| Wear your heart on your sleeve, and let yourself glow |
| Written: E. Stefani T. Kanal T. Dumont G. Stefani A. Young | |
| Some chickens crossed the road, straying far from the hen | |
| Five reached the side one step below Zen | |
| One was a female, four were madmen | |
| Who moved on, moved on move on | |
| Standing in line and falling asleep | |
| Building a fence while we' re counting the sheep | |
| We' d let you help out but our projects are too deep | |
| Move on, move on, move on | |
| You have to understand that when it comes | |
| to making music | |
| We meshed the styles of five alive and | |
| intertwined and fused it | |
| Life comes from life and through our strife we | |
| strove to make the sound true | |
| Compelled to spell it out, in search | |
| of what we must do | |
| Our house was to small so we had to move | |
| The neighbors had much doubts so we had to prove | |
| That our soulful dimensions were true to the groove | |
| We, moved on, moved on, moved on | |
| Water the music, plant the seeds in the pot | |
| Music is life flowing through... is it not? | |
| Don' t forget your roots, but also don' t rot | |
| Just move on, move on, move on Don' t be afraid, let your feelings show | |
| Wear your heart on your sleeve, and let yourself glow |
| Written: E. Stefani T. Kanal T. Dumont G. Stefani A. Young | |
| Some chickens crossed the road, straying far from the hen | |
| Five reached the side one step below Zen | |
| One was a female, four were madmen | |
| Who moved on, moved on move on | |
| Standing in line and falling asleep | |
| Building a fence while we' re counting the sheep | |
| We' d let you help out but our projects are too deep | |
| Move on, move on, move on | |
| You have to understand that when it comes | |
| to making music | |
| We meshed the styles of five alive and | |
| intertwined and fused it | |
| Life comes from life and through our strife we | |
| strove to make the sound true | |
| Compelled to spell it out, in search | |
| of what we must do | |
| Our house was to small so we had to move | |
| The neighbors had much doubts so we had to prove | |
| That our soulful dimensions were true to the groove | |
| We, moved on, moved on, moved on | |
| Water the music, plant the seeds in the pot | |
| Music is life flowing through... is it not? | |
| Don' t forget your roots, but also don' t rot | |
| Just move on, move on, move on Don' t be afraid, let your feelings show | |
| Wear your heart on your sleeve, and let yourself glow |