"Women. Women all over the place. This station's seething with women. They think they're helping, I suppose; rushing about. What good can it do them? Or us?"
You're helping me out, you're helping me out or are
You wiping me out, you're wiping me out
"Clever sod!" you said today
But I've been crawling out your way
Feigning confidence all day
Like my son melting away
