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Aaron Cometbus - Mpls Public Transit Song 2 Lyrics

Mary Beth Cross is the midnight watch
For the orphans that they keep downtown
For thirty-odd years her position's been clear
Put the kids to bed, and don't make a sound
They have her write them letters
They won't read for twenty-five years
She starts every note the same way
"You were my favorite child ever here"

Childless herself, Mary Beth is content
Although conditions aren't always the best
Though the janitor's nice, and it's never too cold
One cannot ignore the pains of growing old
She wears optimism well for them
She's always got a story to tell
And whenever the arthritis starts to kicking in
She always keeps it to herself

Douglas P. Jones in a stereotype
The boss who does what he likes
The administrator, great caretaker
The happy hand extended out to all the tykes
"Keep it down out there," he cries
"I've got work to do
I've got a budget to deal with and mail to answer
I shouldn't have to listen to you"
The first letter that he opens
It makes his face turn queer
His reaction seems a mixture
Of embarrassment and fear
"Oh Douglas, I hope you're healthy
You were my favorite child ever here"
Don't make a sound