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  • See that long line of people who keep standing in the rain
    Lookin' tired, gettin' cold
    And that signal light they're waiting for, don't ever seem to change
    Killing time, ain't it slow
    Watch them bending with the burden of the pennies that they save
    Marking time, growin' old
    Slowly marching by the numbers to the freedom of the grave
    Killing time, ain't it slow
    That's the closest thing to living that they're ever gonna know
    And their good times ain't no better than their bad
    'Cause they think they need a signal light to tell them they can go
    Killing time, ain't it sad
    Don't feel sorry for those people who keep standing in the rain
    They don't mind, they don't know
    'Cause it never crossed their minds they got a reason to complain
    Killing time, ain't it slow
    They're not haunted by the visions that they never dared to see
    And they'll never miss the dreams they've never had
    They're condemned to go on living in a penitentiary
    For killing time, ain't it sad
  • See that long line of people who keep standing in the rain
    Lookin' tired, gettin' cold
    And that signal light they're waiting for, don't ever seem to change
    Killing time, ain't it slow
    Watch them bending with the burden of the pennies that they save
    Marking time, growin' old
    Slowly marching by the numbers to the freedom of the grave
    Killing time, ain't it slow
    That's the closest thing to living that they're ever gonna know
    And their good times ain't no better than their bad
    'Cause they think they need a signal light to tell them they can go
    Killing time, ain't it sad
    Don't feel sorry for those people who keep standing in the rain
    They don't mind, they don't know
    'Cause it never crossed their minds they got a reason to complain
    Killing time, ain't it slow
    They're not haunted by the visions that they never dared to see
    And they'll never miss the dreams they've never had
    They're condemned to go on living in a penitentiary
    For killing time, ain't it sad