There’s only room for two,
So not enough for me.
I represent the multitude—
Most people would agree.
For I carry them with me,
If you’re evil, take a hike.
I know you need assurances
From people that you like.
But none of us are like you
On this trolley through town
You’re just a piece of refuse with
A permanent frown.
The rest of us love God, you know.
And I can’t help you there.
Some of us, as children learned
It’s better if we share.