NYC Subway


Push, push, push until you get in
Imagine how you can get so mean
Tremendous and outrageous crowd waiting for their turn
A newbie passenger still has a lot to learn

The rush hour moment is like a battlefield
You need to be ready to fight with a shield
And be prepared for a possible waiting in vain for the next train
You’d feel so grateful for the existence of an express train

Once you triumphantly made it to the cut
To find an empty seat seems like wishing for a lot
You’d most probably find yourself standing and doing the cha-cha thing
From Uptown to Downtown, welcome to the NYC Subway, my darling!

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