| "Stand In Line" I shouldn't be walking these streets These cracks my feet so often find The cold concrete feels nice A tingle along the souls I shouldn't be walking theses streets at nite These streets aren't paved with gold The cold stares of road signs The cold stares of walking robots I don't want to be a robot I don't want to be just a number You're the robot You're the one with the bar code You walk in a single file I color outside the lines |