The bank sign out my window Is laughing in my face 'Cause it's seven in the morning And only four degrees And there's a city budget crisis They're closing all the libraries There's no money left for nothing So they're only plowing Broad Street Picking lunch over the subway I got four bucks to my name And it's another morning bike ride In the fucking freezing rain I pull a second pair of gloves on Tying bags around my feet I'm not getting trench foot this week ♪ I, I heard a song on the radio
Try to tell me I'm not alone But I feel like it today Swipe left to dodge a car door 12th and Cecil B Caught my front wheel in the trolly tracks Slid across the street I showed up to work all bloodied up Still got all my teeth And lately that's what's passing as lucky At least with me ♪ I, I heard a song on the radio Try to tell me I'm not alone But I feel like it today And I, I heard a song on the radio Sadly that's just the way it goes And I think I'm gonna break I keep thinking of ways to make it seem like an accident ♪ Pull the brake on my bike so if the bus runs the light, well then... ♪ I've been telling myself that it can't be that serious But if I'm sounding like this I guess it is I, I heard a song on the radio Try to tell me I'm not alone And I, I heard a song on the radio Sadly that's just the way it goes And I think I'm gonna break