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Oh Lord, won't you buy me some good public transit,
My friends all drive cars, but I choose to resist it.
I wait at the platform, the train's late again, shit—
Oh Lord, won't you buy me some good public transit.
Oh Lord, won't you give us reliable trains,
That run every ten minutes through sunshine and rains.
No Oberleitungsschaden, no delays, and no service-cut pains—
Oh Lord, won't you give us reliable trains.





