Back Of The Bus

They act to the beat they keep

It's the beat of the heart

It's the beat of the heart

Well, you talk about disease like it's part of the plan

Another god-sent plague on the common man

You talk about love the way you think about lust

Like it's something obscene you don't want to discuss

Like it doesn't exist in your neck of the woods

You think it's overrated or misunderstood

You want to ship 'em like cattle to the Hindu Kush

You're going to write it all down in the back of this bus

Oh, I feel the heat

Oh, I feel the rush

Oh, I feel the heat

I'm gonna walk on down to the back of this bus

I'm gonna ride it all out in the back of this bus

I'm gonna take that seat in the back of this bus

You got 46,000 less today

In the name of freedom in the USA

We gotta stick it to them before they get to us

They got enough heat stashed to blow us all to dust

You got control, greed, conformity

Just three little words that don't apply to me

In a couple of summers when you all adjust

You'll be riding with your buddies in the back of this bus

Oh, I feel the heat

Oh, I feel the crush

Oh, I feel the heat

I'm gonna walk on down to the back of the bus

I'm gonna keep the beat from the back of this bus

I'm gonna ride it all out in the back of this bus

Man, look at that monkey over there

I bet you think you're tough, well, I ain't scared

You got a face like that damn Sun Myung Moon

I saw you praying to the East this afternoon

Well, you've taken our women and you've got our jobs

With your Chinese writing and your foreign gods

I don't want you sitting down here next to us

Why don't you take that seat in the back of the bus?

Oh, I feel the heat

Oh, I feel the rush

Oh, I feel the heat

I'm gonna walk on down to the back of the bus

I'm gonna take my place in the back of this bus

I'm gonna ride it all out in the back of this bus

Oh, I feel the heat

Oh, I feel the crush

Oh, I feel the heat

I'm gonna ride it all out in the back of this bus

Now TV's flashing a subliminal lie

They're gonna bend you, shape you and crucify you

If you know your wines then it's understood

You don't need a good reference, you can join the club

But before you even know it there's a couple of kids

It's a fine line you're walking now, but God forbid

You wanna talk to Him you gotta give to us

Man, I think I'm gonna throw up in the back of this bus

Oh, I feel the heat

Oh, I feel the rush

Oh, I feel the heat

I'm gonna walk on down to the back of the bus

I'm gonna take my place in the back of this bus

I'm gonna ride it all out in the back of this bus

Oh, I feel the heat

Oh, I feel the crush

Oh, I feel the heat

I'm gonna walk on down to the back of the bus

I'm gonna walk on down to the back of this bus

I'm gonna ride it all out in the back of this bus

Well, this ain't no time to celebrate

We got too much sorrow and too much hate

We got too much them and not enough us

Man, there's too much heat in the back of this bus