I've got a six-shooter to be more specific a six pack of Heineken. Days almost over , in the distance there's some buildings holding up the sun. People pushing tin and rubber , the roads are a frenzy . There's   a race to get home and put something made inside a factory  in to the oven. Night shift workers are like magicians the way they turn morning in to night, working so late makes it easier to slack right? Buildings suffer from insomnia and all the people never sleep... public transports still *****, everything is always late. Traffic wardens are on the prowl as they take down your number plate. Its always good to sit back and watch the city operate.