Scott Street (recorded at Spotify Studios NYC) Songtext
von Phoebe Bridgers

Walking Scott Street feeling like a stranger
With an open heart, open container
I′ve got a stack of mail and a tall can
It's a shower beer, it′s a payment plan

There's helicopters over my head
Oh, every night when I go to bed
I'm spending money, and I earned it
But when I′m lonely that′s when I'll burn it

Do you feel ashamed?
When you hear my name


I asked you, "How is your sister?
I heard she got her degree"
I said, "That makes me feel old"
And you said, "What does that make me?"

I asked you, "How is playing drums?"
Said, "It′s too much shit to carry"
"And what about the band?"
You said, "They're all having babies"

Do you feel ashamed?
When you hear my name

Anyway, don′t be a stranger
Anyway, don't be a stranger
Don′t be a stranger