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Driven singer-songwriter rock
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Singer Songwriter Pop Rock
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Genre
Pop Pop Rock
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#18,675 today Peak #334
#4,970 in subgenre Peak #77
Author
Hanz Erickson
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Hanz Erickson
Uploaded
March 04, 2004
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MP3 4.0 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
I grew up taking the city bus in Minneapolis. This song is collectively about all the strange people I met on the bus.
Lyrics
he stumbled through the open door, caught the stair, turned and swore, cursed the corrugated floor that stole his dime, I wondered as I watched him swoon, how do guys like that get through, he asked if I could make some room I said that's fine, I'll get off in time he turned a thirsty eye to me, a tattoo teardrop on his cheek, I faced away his body wreaked like piss and wine, he said, go ahead try not to talk, you give away your every thought, I may be drunk my eyes are shot but I'm not blind, and I'll get off in time, oh I'll get off in time so just act like you're going somewhere, act like you're almost there, watch your step, pay your fare, sit back and you will find, we all get off in time, we all get off in time, and I'll get off in time I sat and scanned him silently, shocked that he was mocking me, I slowly sank into my seat let out a sigh, and said I just hopped on for the ride I've got nowhere else to be tonight, moving sometimes makes things right but not this time, 'cause I feel more alone, watching people come and go, they all seem to know life's a stage and you're the show, so just act like you're going somewhere, act like you're almost there, watch your step, pay your fare, sit back and you will find, act like you're going somewhere, act like you're almost there, watch your step, pay your fare, sit back and you will find, we all get off in time, we all get off in time, we all get off in time, we all get off in time, he stumbled through the open door, caught the stair, turned and swore.
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