The Ones That Don't Get On


The ones that don't get on
Know the rats, salute the silver worms
That whip and whine their way
Around the sewers of the city

The ones that don't get on
Watch the faces through the windows
From the outside though they're inside
Sitting out not sitting pretty

They remember days like these
Sweaty sardines in the subway
Tripping on the tramps all shitty
Glad they don't get on






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