The Daily Commute

Second class carriage, in the second class train, Second class passengers all shuffling their feet, Trains late again as they walk through the rain, Train company says there is no need to explain. Work, work we just need to get to work, Mustn't be late, we can't be seen to shirk, Money, money just got to make money, The more that I make means more for the tax man to take. The train stopped again, it's the wrong type of rain, Stare out the window, there's that man walking his dog again, The station is literally just around the bend, if I could get off I would be there in seconds, But at least it's dry in here so I will sit tight I reckon.