Only Losers Take the Bus

Im not stupid--Im a man (! ythgimla hsurdlog) Im not stupid Im born again in hail and flames (goldrush almighty!) Go tell it loud to all my slaves (goldrush almighty!) You scum don't have the fear of god All that's left is the iron rod (goldrush almighty!) Lets go down, kiss the plough Public system--burn down! And let memory fade--nothing is wrong Only losers take the bus Only losers take the bus Churchill was a shopping bag (goldrush almighty!) Can you draw the chinese flag? (goldrush almighty!) Its three blue lines and six dahlias Paris is in india (goldrush almighty!) Lets go down on my friends All alone, we descend Plastic food, tv--take your eyes off of me! Only losers take the bus Only losers take the bus I hate misunderstandings Hey, get these dead bodies off my racetrack! And we cry out with joy as we drive through the rain And our enemies claw from every goddamn side Only losers take the bus... Only losers, only losers, only losers take the bus Im no loser, Im a letch! protect me! protect me! Im not one of them, Im not one of them, Im not one of them...