Lyrics

He's living in a tin can on fish and chips in the evening post
He doesn't give a shit, man. He's seen it all from coast to coast
He doesn't seem to owe much to anybody
He doesn't seem to be in any kind of hurry
He says he's gonna leave but he won't say when

Chorus:
You're pulling double shifts
So you don't get left behind
Polishing the sparkle
On someone else's shine
While you're looking for a road to call your own
Hoping it's the same one that leads you home

She landed on the subway riding trains that never stop
She started on a Monday in sensible shoes from a local shop
She doesn't seem to say much to anybody
She doesn't seem to think that any of this is funny
She says she's gonna leave but she won't say when

Chorus x2