I've been WATCHING YOU. You've been watching
me. Sixteen turkeys squashed together
underground. Sixteen eyes preparing not to
meet. Don't you read his paper or he'll
shake the thing about. And never touch a
woman with your feet. Don't think I didn't
see. I've been WATCHING YOU. Everybody's equal on
the moving stairs. The businessmen rub
shoulders with the street, shifting for position
to observe the girl's behind, it's really
not that hard to be discrete. Don't think I
wouldn't see. I've been WATCHING YOU. A
black man in a hurry stumbles into me and when I
fall he offers me his hand. A crowd of eyes
has gathered looking morfified - there's no
united nations in this town. Don't think I
didn't see.