The Rumjacks

Fare Evader
Some cheek you've got to call this a city The busted end of a long dusty road I lost a lotta years here, a gutterbound pedestrian Nailed to a mood as black as dirty coal And I'm sick of the death they've Painted on their faces, the rattle in their lungs The poison in the guts o' them is dripping off their tongues A prick of a town, I'll live you down, I swear I'll find a way The way it's lookin', it won't I reckon be happening today Fare evader on the 8.15 She reeks o' menace, cheap perfume & nicotine Sometimes she cries for no reason A cough like a shotgun, says "I'm in love with no-one I'm gettin' my shit together y'know, I'm just havin' a bad one," A prick of a town, I'll live you down, I swear I'll find a way The way it's lookin', it won't I reckon be happening today There's no jewels among the shit here can tempt me No heart beats beneath your empty coat I lost a lotta souls here to forces just unspeakable And I can't see beyond the end of my rope But I'll remember all you taught me SongtexteThe violence of women, the cowardice of men The courage o' children who were lookin' for a friend A prick of a town, I'll live you down, I swear I'll find a way The way it's lookin', it won't I reckon be happening today Aus Songtexte Mania