מילים לשיר On The Bus Mall – Decemberists

In matching blue raincoats,
our shoes were our show boats
we kicked around.
we made a sensation
From stairway to station
with the getAnd oh, what a bargain,
for the old men at the offwe're two easy targets
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 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 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
Such was our calling.
'til we were falling. And here in our hovel we fuse like a family,
but I will not mourn for you.
So take off your makeup
and pocket your pills away.
We're kings among runaways
on the bus mall.
on the bus mall. We're down
Among all the urchins and old Chinese merchants
stood the old town,
we reigned at the pool hall
with one iron cue ball
And we laughed off the quick tricksand we never let the bastards get us down.
the old men with limp dickson the colonnades of the waterfront park.
we huddled close
As 4 in the morning came on, cold and boring,
Our hands tightly holding.
in the bus stop enclosure enfolding. but I will not mourn for you.
But here in our hovel we fuse like a family,
So take off your makeup
We're kings among runaways
and pocket your pills away.
We're down
on the bus mall.
on the bus mall.
We're down
on the bus mall.
oh ooh ohDown on the bus mall.