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 its 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 its 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,

The 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 its lookin', it won't I reckon be happening today.