The Space Age
The underground, the underground, it drives me to despair
I cannot even estimate the cost in wear and tear
It's packed to full capacity, I never get a seat,
In fact, there's barely room enough for me to put my feet. I try my best to hold the strap, but that's no good at all
You see, I cannot reach, because I'm barely five feet tall
I rock and roll and toss about as if I'm on a boat
And suddenly I feel an arm stretched out across my throat. You may think I exaggerate when telling of my woes,
But worse things have befallen me than treading on my toes.
In fact, ...