The rain is ripping down through the curtains of the dawn

I'm dripping wet and need a place to get dry.

Everyone looks soggy, saturated.

The man in shorts might be a sport
but he's looking awfully angry,

no umbrella and what did mother tell ya?
'look before you leap'

She blows her nose
I hold my breath,
germs are not particular.

Folded arms
lots of those
she
blows her nose
again.

The underground
a breeding ground
why do I bleedin'
use it.