This was inspired by a song by the same name, I suggest you listen.
|I sit in my seat, all I hear is babble,
none of us like each other but we need to travel, roadworks on people, we’ve been delayed
If only I had the skill to make the grade,
Passing by with a swipe of the card,
Someone asks the time and they just walk past.
It’s as simple as sitting down,
Next to the elderly and outcasts of town,
None of the coping in this painful amalgamation,
So don’t think we’re stopping all stations