On the Bus Mall Lyrics

Song	On the Bus Mall
Artist	The Decemberists
Album	Picaresque
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	作曲 : Meloy
	In matching blue raincoats our shoes were our show boats
	We kicked around
	From stairway to station we made a sensation
	With the gadabout crowd
	And oh, what a bargain we're two easy targets
	For the old men at the off-tracks
	Who've paid in palaver and crumpled old dollars
	Which we squirreled away in our rat trap hotel by the freeway
	And we slept-in
	SundaysYour 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 were rallied
	As you learned quick to make a fast buck
	In bathrooms and barrooms on dumpsters and heirlooms
	We bit our tongues sucked our lips into our lungs
	Till we were falling such was our calling
	And here in our hollow we fuse like a family
	But I will not mourn for you
	So take up your makeup and pocket your pills away
	We're kings among runaways on the bus mall
	We're down on the bus mall
	Among all the urchins and old
	Chinese merchants of 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 the old men with limp dicks
	On the colonnades of the waterfront park
	As 4 in the morning came on, cold and boring we huddled close
	In the bus stop enclosure enfolding our hands tightly holding
	But here in our hollow we fuse like a family
	But I will not mourn for you
	So take up your makeup and pocket your pills away
	We're kings among runaways on the bus mall
	We're down on the bus mall
	We're down on the bus mall
	Down on the bus mall, oh ooh oh

	zuo qu : Meloy
	In matching blue raincoats our shoes were our show boats
	We kicked around
	From stairway to station we made a sensation
	With the gadabout crowd
	And oh, what a bargain we' re two easy targets
	For the old men at the offtracks
	Who' ve paid in palaver and crumpled old dollars
	Which we squirreled away in our rat trap hotel by the freeway
	And we sleptin
	SundaysYour 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 were rallied
	As you learned quick to make a fast buck
	In bathrooms and barrooms on dumpsters and heirlooms
	We bit our tongues sucked our lips into our lungs
	Till we were falling such was our calling
	And here in our hollow we fuse like a family
	But I will not mourn for you
	So take up your makeup and pocket your pills away
	We' re kings among runaways on the bus mall
	We' re down on the bus mall
	Among all the urchins and old
	Chinese merchants of 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 the old men with limp dicks
	On the colonnades of the waterfront park
	As 4 in the morning came on, cold and boring we huddled close
	In the bus stop enclosure enfolding our hands tightly holding
	But here in our hollow we fuse like a family
	But I will not mourn for you
	So take up your makeup and pocket your pills away
	We' re kings among runaways on the bus mall
	We' re down on the bus mall
	We' re down on the bus mall
	Down on the bus mall, oh ooh oh

	zuò qǔ : Meloy
	In matching blue raincoats our shoes were our show boats
	We kicked around
	From stairway to station we made a sensation
	With the gadabout crowd
	And oh, what a bargain we' re two easy targets
	For the old men at the offtracks
	Who' ve paid in palaver and crumpled old dollars
	Which we squirreled away in our rat trap hotel by the freeway
	And we sleptin
	SundaysYour 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 were rallied
	As you learned quick to make a fast buck
	In bathrooms and barrooms on dumpsters and heirlooms
	We bit our tongues sucked our lips into our lungs
	Till we were falling such was our calling
	And here in our hollow we fuse like a family
	But I will not mourn for you
	So take up your makeup and pocket your pills away
	We' re kings among runaways on the bus mall
	We' re down on the bus mall
	Among all the urchins and old
	Chinese merchants of 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 the old men with limp dicks
	On the colonnades of the waterfront park
	As 4 in the morning came on, cold and boring we huddled close
	In the bus stop enclosure enfolding our hands tightly holding
	But here in our hollow we fuse like a family
	But I will not mourn for you
	So take up your makeup and pocket your pills away
	We' re kings among runaways on the bus mall
	We' re down on the bus mall
	We' re down on the bus mall
	Down on the bus mall, oh ooh oh

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