Lyrics I Hope I Scare People On Public Transport - The Smith Street Band

I Hope I Scare People On Public Transport

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