The Smith Street Band - I Hope I Scare People on Public Transport lyrics

I hope I scare people on
Public transport, no shoes
My eyes rolling back into my head
I fell down the steps of the
Tram at the stop where
I used to get off to fall into bed with you
But now it's just a long
Long, lonely walk home edgy
Wild eyes trying hard to stay strong
Traversing the streets where the dogs and
Your old neighbours bark at
Me from behind fences that I
Swear are too small
I miss the taste of the city asphalt and I
Miss the smell of your freshly washed hair
And I miss the times we slept under bridges
Bummed cigarettes from strangers and
No one else mattered

Today my mother flies out to Shanghai and
Today my father surely will catch me
And today my sister will go
To school and forget me
I wish I could tell her just how much I cared

I had an affair that lasted the heat wave
The only thing that I remember
Now is your first name
And those heavy blankets and that shitty
Little plastic fan and the way you
Had no idea who I am

And everything is a fucking eye
Strain and I can't
See my legs through the piss and the rain
And I hope to God that I can still spit
Because fingers crossed our paths
Will cross again someday
And the train wires circle
The planned out city
Centre like vultures coming in for the kill

We're gonna take your money, we're
Gonna take your money
We're gonna take your money and
Do nothing with it

I had an affair that lasted the heat wave
The only thing that I remember
Now is your first name
And those heavy blankets and that shitty
Little plastic fan and the way you
Had no idea who I am

We're gonna take your money
We're gonna take your money
We're gonna take your money
We're gonna take your money
We're gonna take your money
We're gonna take your money
We're gonna take your money
And do nothing with it