There are no birds of song to sing along
With the sound of my teeth grinding
There's only 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
Commuters unite
Commuters unite
Commuters unite
Commuters unite
Commuters unite
Commuters unite
Commuters unite
Commuters unite
Commuters unite
Commuters unite
Commuters unite
Commuters unite
Commuters unite
Commuters unite
Commuters unite
Commuters unite
Commuters unite
Commuters unite
Commuters unite
Commuters unite
Commuters unite
Commuters unite

Cause it will slowly kill your dreams
Cause it will slowly kill your dreams

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