On the Bus Mall

In matching blue raincoats our shoes were our show boats

We kicked around

From stairway to station we made a sensation

With the gadabout crowd

And oh, what a bargain we're two easy targets

For the old men at the off-tracks

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

SundaysYour 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

Till we were falling such was our calling

And here in our hollow we fuse like a family

But I will not mourn for you

So take up your makeup and pocket your pills away

We're kings among runaways on the bus mall

We're down on the bus mall

Among all the urchins and old

Chinese merchants of the old town

We reigned at the pool hall with one iron cue ball

And we never let the bastards get us down

And we laughed off the quick tricks the old men with limp ****s

On the colonnades of the waterfront park

As 4 in the morning came on, cold and boring we huddled close

In the bus stop enclosure enfolding our hands tightly holding

But here in our hollow we fuse like a family

But I will not mourn for you

So take up your makeup and pocket your pills away

We're kings among runaways on the bus mall

We're down on the bus mall

We're down on the bus mall

Down on the bus mall, oh ooh oh