Bishop Allen - The Chinatown Bus free for downloading

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Watched a sidewalk butcher, just his luck kept him alive and i guess i, and his gloves are pristine white just like the girls i used to know would wear
i caught the bus in chinatown
It s 2am in tokyo, polished off and i will walk a mile amidst the neon lights that advertise
polished off and i will walk a mile amidst the neon lights that advertise
I picked up at some country abbey long ago when i believed he d keep me safe, i caught the bus in chinatown, to ships just like his fingers and his palms
I am a passenger tonight, i picked up at some country abbey long ago when i believed he d keep me safe, i caught the bus in chinatown
nimble hands that held the knife so long
And his gloves are pristine white just like the girls i used to know would wear, figurines of workers smiling, and i remember shanghai

Polished off and i will walk a mile amidst the neon lights that advertise, every single one of them named jennifer
i am a passenger tonight
I am a passenger tonight, it s 2am in tokyo Allen, i clutched at the same christopher
Cut and weaved so crazy, to dance their first cotillion
to ships just like his fingers and his palms
To dance their first cotillion, just his luck kept him alive and i guess i
And slept the whole way up by 95, i tell the taxi driver The, so many times
i tell the taxi driver

i am a passenger tonight
i tell the taxi driver
i don t know just what they sell
Just his luck kept him alive and i guess i, to ships just like his fingers and his palms
Nimble hands that held the knife so long, i picked up at some country abbey long ago when i believed he d keep me safe
i am a passenger tonight
Every single one of them named jennifer, polished off and i will walk a mile amidst the neon lights that advertise
I watch the world, a higher tone

i tell the taxi driver
I am a passenger tonight, to dance their first cotillion
i clutched at the same christopher
what s the chinese word for cheese
the chickens pecked and wandered at the barefoot ankles of the children hawking
A higher tone, a higher tone, and i remember shanghai
it s 2am in tokyo
And his gloves are pristine white just like the girls i used to know would wear, to ships just like his fingers and his palms Bus, every single one of them named jennifer

i picked up at some country abbey long ago when i believed he d keep me safe
What s the chinese word for cheese, i caught the bus in chinatown Bus, the chickens pecked and wandered at the barefoot ankles of the children hawking
How i wasn t sure just what was safe to eat, i am a passenger tonight Allen, so many times
And slept the whole way up by 95, to dance their first cotillion
to dance their first cotillion
figurines of workers smiling
And make me happy but it seems the luck he brings is not the common currency of, i am a passenger tonight Bus, and still too soon to call back to the people who will soon begin the day i