The Train — текст песни (The Roches)

(Words & Music by Suzzy Roche)

I sit down on the train
with my big pocketbook
the guitar and a sugar-free drink
I wipe the sweat off of my brow
with the side of my arm
and take off all that I can

I am trying not to have a bad day
everybody knows the way that is

Even though my baggage and I
are using up a two person seat
I`m not trying to be funny
but the guy who sits down next to me
is even bigger than that
we are overflowing out of the seat
I can`t look at him
he doesn`t look at me

Once you step on
you might never get off
of the commuter train
it doesn`t go very far away
but just the same
it s a trip and a half

My face is pressed up
against the window
and through it I can see
the reflection of the train
I spy on the big guy
sitting next to me
he`s drinking two beers
and reading the New York Post
trying not to get in my way
everybody knows the kind of day that is

He is miserable
I am miserable
we are miserable
can`t we have a party
would he rather have a party
after all we have to sit here
and he`s even drinking a beer
I want to ask him what`s his name
but I can`t cause I`m so afraid
of the man on the train