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Each morning my alarm clock rings
I got so many things
On my mind, on my mind
I know that I must get to work
Even if I'm hurt
Or feeling fine, yeah
So I pass by, tired eyed
They stare back but try to hide
Crowded subways, busy streets
All the people paint the scene of
People, people traffic people
People, people traffic people
At five o'clock I hit the streets
On my tired feet
Heading home
Suddenly the city's full
Crowds of people moving slow
So I pretend to smile at them
They smile back and once again
Crowded subways, busy streets
All the people paint the scene of
People, people traffic people
People, people traffic people
Late at night I look outside
Really quite a sight
Down below, down below
There's not a soul out in the streets
Finally found some peace
But I know, yes I know
Tomorrow I'll be wall to wall
Now it's calm but I recall
Crowded subways, busy streets
All the people paint the scene of
People, people traffic people
People, people traffic people
Each morning my alarm clock rings
I got so many things
On my mind, on my mind
I know that I must get to work
Even if I'm hurt
Or feeling fine, yeah
So I pass by, tired eyed
They stare back but try to hide
Crowded subways, busy streets
All the people paint the scene of
People, people traffic people
People, yeah, people traffic people