“Runnin’ down the–“
“It’s illegal for you to play down here!” I heard in my right ear as I started to sing the first lines of the song Take it Easy. “They just don’t enforce it…”
I looked to my right and saw a grizzly man in with gray hair, staring at me. I was about to start singing again when he informed me that he was not, in fact, a pathological liar. Exactly what I was wondering.
Perplexed, I strummed a G chord in a long holding pattern, nodding while the man informed me of my subway lawbreaking. “This government iss filled with a bunch of hypocrites,” he said. “They don’t enforce nothin’.”
I thought about the scene from the Big Lebowski when Jeff Bridges complains that he hates the f*ckin’ Eagles. Maybe this guy hated the Eagles, too.
He continuing speaking, for more than 30 seconds, until I decided to just sing over his voice until he wandered away. And then I followed that tune up with some Credence, just for the hell of it.