I stroll down down these lanes
Making sure they're in shape
The voice calls me up
I think my time is up
Now it's dark
Not a single car
Will be seen
Here tomorrow
Least not till the doors open
And I'm here again
I was only hoping
It would be ten

Now I'm caged at the spot
You know the one
Where you are not
I took over the reins
Because you jumped on the trains

Make sure I wipe my feet
Another day that will repeat
I'm sick of this routine
I don't want to be seen

This place is such a chore
All the people are such a bore
I've got my secret in my drawer
This place is not my store

It's my place of work