As I stand on the train
Didn't dash for a seat
Would have all been in vain
Too many people
On this seven fifty-two
God help anyone
That needs a trip to the loo
Standing in the vestibules
Standing in the aisles
At least there's relief
If you're suffering with piles
Upright we all remain
Wearyness in our eyes
Darkness reigns outside
The sun is last to rise
When Coventry arrives
The carriage empties out
Vacant seats lie everywhere
I can spread myself about
No need for Ben Elton's
Double-seat game
The world is my oyster
Such an awful shame
Kick back and relax
Belt out a tune or two
People watching can begin
You know that's what I do
