Boy on the Bus

Boy on the bus with a startled face

Delicate hands at the difficult age

Clutching so hard at a plastic bag

A masterpiece in bone and rag

Inaminate ghosts on the 46

The wizened trees look like pick-up sticks

Everybody said she's a generous girl

Now they're pulling up her body from the black canal

Sweet defeat, I wanna leave the city so bad

Dog tired on my feet, I wanna leave the city so bad

Take everything we own, turn the lights off and go and never look back

You just say the word, the word

I won't say no

I don't know, but I've noticed you

Ain't been walking that way with our boy, it's true

Everywhere you look it's a burial ground

Every swirling eddy where your dreams get drowned

They get drowned

Sweet defeat, I wanna leave the city so bad

Dog tired on my feet, I wanna leave the city so bad

Take everything we own, turn the lights off and go and never look back

You just say the word, the word, the word

The word–

Word–

Word–

Sweet defeat, I wanna leave the city so bad

Dog tired on my feet, I wanna leave the city so bad

All the lonely streets, I wanna leave the city so bad

Dog tired on my feet, on my feet, I wanna leave, I wanna leave, I wanna leave and

Take everything we own, turn the lights off and go and never look back

Never look back, everything we own, turn the lights off and go and never look back

You just say the word, the word

You just say the word, the word

I won't say no

Boy on the bus, boy on the bus, boy on the bus

I won't say no