The Tunics - Cost Of Living lyrics

Bad boys at the back of the bus, They're kicking up a storm, They're kicking up a fuss about something, That you know you never did, This is something a kid should never witness What's this, cat's got your tongue, Left right pocket he brandishes a gun, Is it a fake one, well who could ever tell? As you wish to god, you'd be saved by the stop bell Conductor or CCTV, But no one's out there who's willing to help me, In this what is my one time of need, Thoughts spinning, kicking up a speed Is this what free travel costs? A phone and a wallet and a new ipod Your grace and your last shreds of dignity Are thrown away as you begin to plead For what you believe could be your life or your teeth Your love or your money or your wife to be There's answers to questions you'll forever seek Why did you do this to me? It's a sad sorry state of affairs Looking there and everywhere for someone who cares Someone to be there and see I've nowhere to go But to go where the flowers grow Live among the garden stones There's no place for this boy to roam Bad boys with toy guns On the last train in the setting sun Make up for one long walk home Is this what free travel costs? A phone and a wallet and a new ipod Your grace and your last shreds of dignity Are thrown away as you begin to plead For what you believe could be your life or your teeth Your love or your money or your wife to be There's answers to questions you'll forever seek Why did you do this to me?