Mint Commuters Unite!
There are no birds to sing along
With the sound of my teeth grinding
There's rooks that sneer
They set the atmosphere
For me and my unwanted companions
And the radio, it drives me crazy
And the radio, it drives me mad
There is no mercy
There is no mercy, unless you have some on yourself
Unless you have some on yourself
We slowly move along for another bad day gone
So amazing it doesn't kill us
And the galley will set sail
For diagrams and scales
In shiny high-rise buildings
And the radio, it drives me crazy
And the radio, it drives me mad
There is no mercy
There is no mercy, unless you have some on yourself
Unless you have some on yourself
Commuters unite
Cause it will slowly kill your dreams
