Meter Mele One-And-A-Half

Three wheels, nine lives
 Ready meals, day by day
 I put my hand out, no need to shout
 I'm going green and public today
 Finding all the gaps in this black-and-yellow trap
 With city-breath blowing in my hair
 Don't fire me I'm late, blame it on my fate
 This life, this life is so unfair
 Still got to pay the auto fare
 Money to burn at a shallow soiree
 Got to get the old wheels out of the covers tonight
 But the plugs are shot, and all I've got
 Is just one chance with her to make it right
 Called a no-show cabbie, just made me crabby
 All dressed up and nobody cares
 She didn't bring it on, with my three-wheeler con
 This life, this life is so unfair
 Still got to pay the auto fare
 Meter Mele One-and-a-Half!
 So here I am, lost and alone
 In a shortcut, roach-bitten cabriolet
 Dead air on the cell, this is a party, a party from hell
 So I tell the man "stop, and ask for the way"
 Three or four gents, kindly souls all
 Get their hands on the vehicle and put on a scare
 I was relieved, my cards and cash called,
 This life, this life is so unfair
 Still got to pay the auto fare
 Meter Mele One-and-a-half!