Standing on the Circle Line spells trouble for my brain
I see so many people but they all just look the same
Watching all the parasites leaching on their prey
I hope somebody asks me 'cos I got so much to say
You're all just hypocrites you got money on your mind
I know your name all I know your game
All Out Tonight
Shouting out on Platform One
Clenched fist take's it's place
Lashing out at what I see, blow to the nearest face