Passenger

Why you work so hard for another

Put your burden down, passenger

You don’t have to prove to me again

How good a dancer you really are

Sit awhile and rest your tired feet 

Give yourself a reason to be happy

I can’t tell you that you don’t belong

Or your rhythm isn’t pure and strong 

Remember, I’m only a wayfaring man

Look at the shoes I wear, understand

Take the load off your weary shoulder

The music will soon end for you and me

 No profit for your labor, nothing but a

 Crash Test Dummy