Bus Floor Bottles

E

[Verse 1]
               E
There's a touch o' rain to greet the
 train
              C#m           E     
Where it coughs up all its 
               C#m  B
contents on the town
      E
From near and far they'€™ll hug the 
bar
            C#m               E   
And the talk gets cheap and nasty 
             C#m  B
by the hour
         E
The only kiss they'€™d ever cared 
for was the bottle
                          C#m      
And they'll fall into a methylated 
                 E   C#m  B
love until whenever
    E
To run from your shadows half the 
battle
                             C#m 
And they'll sit and mutter bitter 
                          E
little words about the weather
         C#m  B
Or whatever

[Chorus]
         A                F#m
And the bus floor bottles ring
            A                  
While the drunks are tryin'€™ to 
F#m
sing
    A               B             
And I can't feel a thing beneath 
  E
me


[Verse 2]
           E
Though he combs the bins for empty 
tins
      C#m                  E      
They say that he'€™s got a fortune
             C#m  B
 stashed away
      E                        
And when they toss him out that 
           C#m
means the boss is in
     E                      C#m  B
Or else they'd let him stay
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      E
The rain rolls down the window
             C#m             E
Falls like shells on the horizon
Giving rise to all his memories of
C#m  B
 home
       E                         
Where sirens aren'€™t such pretty 
               C#m          E
things and the fear so paralysin'
It could turn the air you breathe 
     C#m  B
into stone


[Chorus]
         A                F#m
And the bus floor bottles ring
            A                  
While the drunks are tryin'€™ to 
F#m
sing
    A               B             
And I can't feel a thing beneath 
  E
me
         A                F#m
And the bus floor bottles ring
            A                  
While the drunks are tryin'€™ to 
F#m
sing
    A               B             
And I can't feel a thing beneath 
  E
me

[Interlude]
F#m  A  F#m  E  C#m  E
F#m  A  F#m  E  C#m  B


[Verse 3]
     E
The kids run feral up and down the 
street
        C#m                      E
And meet their friends for life, 
                 C#m  B
or so they swear
            E
And the bright young man sings 
'€˜Kick the can'
          C#m                    E
Walking hand in hand with his love
                     C#m  B
 to god knows where
     E
She says "this is killin'€™ me, its 
been for a year or three,
      C#m                    E    
I've gotta get away, good luck, 
          C#m  B
take care"
           E
'Cos the wind'll rattle and the 
wind'€™ll roar
           C#m                     
But the shit'€™ll only settle at 
  E
the poor folks' door 'round here
  C#m  B
I swear


[Chorus]
         A                F#m
And the bus floor bottles ring
            A                  
While the drunks are tryin'€™ to 
F#m
sing
    A               B             
And I can't feel a thing beneath 
  E
me
         A                F#m
And the bus floor bottles ring
            A                  
While the drunks are tryin'€™ to 
F#m
sing
    A               B             
And I can't feel a thing beneath 
  E
me

[Otro]
         A                F#m
And the bus floor bottles ring
            A                  
While the drunks are tryin'€™ to 
F#m
sing
    A               B
And I can't feel a thing
         A                F#m
And the bus floor bottles ring
            A                  
While the drunks are tryin'€™ to 
F#m
sing
    A               B             
And I can't feel a thing beneath 
  E
me