Boiling Point

They piss'n'moan

And push'n'shove

So below

As it is above

From every mouth

Words blare

Off every surface

Words glare

Til there's nowhere to look

Except to stare

At reflections in

The subway glass

Fluorescent lit skin

Looks harsh

So best pretend

To be asleep

In case you have to

Give up your seat

To anyone less fortunate than...

But the train stops

Beneath the streets

Shift your legs

Tap your feet

Open an eye

Start to speak

But the words get stuck

Between your teeth

Truth is truth

Lies are lies

Headlines strike

Between the eyes

But when is a word

Not a word?

How's the meaning

Been reversed?

Twisted, torn

Tricked & turned

Inside out

Upside down

Til there's nothing left

To talk about...

Except yourself

So you say...

"I spy with my little eye

Something beginning with... me"

Ever get lonely?

Don't you ever feel phony?

Ain't the train going slowly?

They say it's gonna get snowy

Don't you ever feel holy?

And think you wanna be a yogi?

What a load of baloney!

Do you wanna come home with me?

Don't you ever get lonely?

Don't you ever get...

Roll over roll over

It's over it's over