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So this is it
the train
the seats
the windows
The thoughts on other peoples shoes
But their in disguise
Can you hear the mice?
Can you hear the mice?
Nervous stares all around
as we crawl along
the London underground
Their all aliens
Their aliens I'm sure
Today I consider radiators
those white emulsion skinned creatures on your walls
how the hot fluids flow
through that hard white shell
Their all aliens
Their aliens I'm sure
You see the mice on the tracks
You see them as you wait for your train
You think their vermin but their not
Oh no their not.
Their all aliens
Their aliens I'm sure
Bred by the train company
Bred till their big and fat
Squeezed all their fluids flooding out
Used to power the trains
Cheaper than gasoline!
Their all aliens
© 2002 Miss Roberts
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