Another One Rides the Bus
Riding in the bus down the boulevardAnd the place was pretty packed (Yeah!)Couldn't find a seat so I had to standWith the perverts in the backIt was smelling like a locker roomThere was junk all over the floorWe're already packed in like sardinesBut we're stopping to pick up more, look out
[Chorus]Another one rides the busAnother one rides the busAnother comes on and another comes onAnother one rides the busHey, who's gonna sit by youAnother one rides the bus
There's a suitcase poking me in the ribsThere's an elbow in my earThere's a smelly old bum standing next to meHasn't showered in a yearI think I'm missing a contact lensI think my wallet's goneAnd I think this bus is stopping againTo let a couple more freaks get onLook out!
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Another one rides the bus
Another one rides the bus owAnother one rides the bus hey heyAnother one rides the bus hey-ey-ey-ey ey ey eyyyyyy
The window doesn't open and the fan is brokeAnd my face is turning blue (Yeah)I haven't been in a crowd like thisSince I went to see the WhoWell I should've got off a couple miles agoBut I couldn't get to the doorThere isn't any room for me to breatheAnd now we're gonna pick up more, yeaaah!
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