The Smith Street Band

I Hope I Scare People On Public Transport

The Smith Street Band


Tom: C

G                               C
But now it's just a long, long, lonely walk home. 
Em                     C
Edgy, wild eyes trying hard to stay strong, 
G                                C
Traversing the streets where the dogs and your old neighbours bark at me 
Em          C
from behind fences that I swear are too small, 
G                       C
I miss the taste of the city asphalt 
Em                           C
and I miss the smell of your freshly washed hair, 
G                       C
And I miss the times we slept under bridges, 
Em                                   C
bummed cigarettes from strangers and no one else mattered 
G                            C
Today my mother flies out to Shanghai 
    Em                                 C
and today my father surely will catch me, 
    G                          C                       Em                             C
And today my sister will go to school and forget me, I wish I could tell her just how much I cared, 


[Chorus]

G                    C   
I had an affair that lasted the heat wave, 
Em                             C
the only thing that I remember now is your first name, 
G
And those heavy blankets 
C
and that shitty, little plastic fan 
Em                              C
and the way you had no idea who I am 


[Verse 2]

G               C
Everything is a fucking eye strain 
Em                                  C
and I can't see my legs through the piss and the rain, 
G                                  C
And I hope to God that I can still spit, because 
Em                  C
fingers crossed our paths will cross again someday, 
G                              C
And the train wires circle the planned out city centre 
Em                              C
like vultures coming in for the kill, 


[Bridge]

G
We're gonna take your money 
C
We're gonna take your money
Em
We're gonna take your money
C
and do nothing with it


[Chorus]

G                    C   
I had an affair that lasted the heat wave, 
Em                             C
the only thing that I remember now is your first name, 
G
And those heavy blankets 
C
and that shitty, little plastic fan 
Em                              C
and the way you had no idea who I am 


[Outro]

G
We're gonna take your money 
C
We're gonna take your money
Em
We're gonna take your money
C
We're gonna take your money 
G
We're gonna take your money
C
We're gonna take your money
Em
We're gonna take your money
C
and do nothing with it