shawn pelton-drums/paul ossola-upright bass/duke levine-electric guitarriley mcmahon-acoustic guitar/kenny white-wurlitzer
kenny white & amy fairchild-background vocals

"last stop," says the driver
and everybody rushes to be the first one to see what this night holds for them
"last stop," he says, and with a collective lurch forward
they reach for cover when the air's a bit too cold for them
hilfiger bags bounce off each seat up the aisle, fruits of a day-long mall attack
boppin' mexican boys with their hair cut short on top and long in the back
ears stuffed with portable sonys
still manage to hear each other say somethin' about cajones

"last stop," and the murder mysteries close and the word jumbles
get rolled up and put under the arm
i suppose to be dropped into the nearest trash

"last stop" to the click, click, click of the cell phones snapping shut
in some crazy syncopation

except those whose time is just way too valuable to let a little interference
get in the way of making sure we all hear how important their lives are

"hello, hello, hello, i'm losing you"
"hello, hello, hello, can you hear me?"
"hello, hello, hello, is this better?"
"hello, hello, how 'bout now?"
"hey right there, don't move...... shit"

"see you tomorrow, have a good one," they mumble
some headed out for a cold one
some home to give the wife a tumble

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