| Well, I’m standing at the bus stop all alone
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| Ain’t got no money to use that telephone
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| I’m standing here looking up into the sky
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| With all those stars it makes me wonder why
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| Although those stars up there in space so we can’t be the only intelligent race
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| I hear my bus now rumbling down the street
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| The cold air, it starts freezing up my feet
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| It also turns my breath right into steam
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| I hope I wake up and find it’s all a dream
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| And I’m really at home in my nice warm bed, with big pop posters around my head
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| The bus drives by just missing my two feet
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| The driver sits there laughing in his seat
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| Pull on my gloves and button up my coat
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| If I see that guy again, I’ll slash his throat
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| No taxis round, to whistle too
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| If you about, I’ll take it out on you
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| Running through the shops now really fast
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| Concentrating on making my breath last
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| There’re funny things been happening in this town
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| I’m running straight but my eyes keep looking around
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| Cos bodies been found their face full of fright
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| 'Cause they start breedin' this time of night
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| A police patrol car´s creeping down the lane
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| Well all this running is driving me insane
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| I’m sitting behind the dustbin, need to hide
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| Cause they just want to lock me up inside
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| A small dark room, throw away the key
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| So they can beat right up on me
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| I’m standing at the bus stop all alone
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| Ain’t got no money to use that telephone
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| I’m standing here looking up into to the sky
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| With all those stars it makes me wonder why
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| With all those stars up there in space
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| So we can’t be the only intelligent race |