Текст песни «On The Bus Mall» от Decemberists, The

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Decemberists, The - "On The Bus Mall"

Lyrics to On The Bus Mall :

In matching blue rain coats



Our shoes were our showboats 



We kicked around 



From stairway to station 



We made a sensation 



With the gadabout crowd







And oh, what a bargain



Were two easy targets 



For the old man at the off tracks



Who paid in palaver and crumpled old dollars



Which we squirelled away 



In our rat-trap hotel by the freeway 



And we slept in Sundays







Your parents were anxious 



Your cool was contagious 



At the old school



You left without leaving 



A note for your grieving sweet mother 



While your brother was so cruel







And here in the alleys 



Your spirits will rally 



As you learn quick to make a fast buck



In bathrooms and barrooms 



On dumpsters and heirlooms we bit our tongues



Sucked our lips into our lungs because we were falling



Such was our calling.







And here in our hovel



We fuse like a family



But I will not mourn for you



So take off your make up 



And pocket your pills away



Were kings among runaways



On the bus mall



Were down on the bus mall







Among all the urchins 



And old chinese merchants 



At the old town



We reigned at the pool hall



With one iron cue ball 



And we never let the bastards get us down







And we laughed off the quick tricks



And the old men with limp dicks



On the colonnades at the waterfront park



As four in the morning 



Came on cold and boring 



We huddled close at the bus stop enclosure enfolding 



Our hands tightly holding







And here in our hovel



We fuse like a family



But I will not mourn for you



So take off your make up



And pocket your pills away



Were kings among runaways 



On the bus mall



Were down on the bus mall
[ On The Bus Mall Lyrics  ]

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