Another One Rides the Bus

Riding in the bus down the boulevard

And the place was pretty packed

Yeah

Couldn't find a seat so I had to stand

With the perverts in the back

It was smelling like a locker room

There was junk all over the floor

We're already packed in like sardines

But we're stopping to pick up more, look out

Another one rides the bus

Another one rides the bus

And another comes on and another comes on

Another one rides the bus

Hey, he's gonna sit by you

Another one rides the bus

There's a suitcase poking me in the ribs

There's an elbow in my ear

There's a smelly, old bum standing next to me

He hasn't showered in a year

Well, I think I'm missing a contact lens

I think my wallet's gone

And I think this bus is stopping again

To let a couple more freaks get on, look out

Another one rides the bus

Another one rides the bus

And another comes on and another comes on

Another one rides the bus

Hey, he's gonna sit by you

Another one rides the bus

Another one rides the bus

Another one rides the bus, ow

Another one rides the bus, hey, hey

Another one rides the bus, hey

The window doesn't open and the fan is broke

And my face is turning blue

Yeah

I haven't been in a crowd like this

Since I went to see the Who

Well, I should've got off a couple miles ago

But I couldn't get to the door

There isn't any room for me to breathe

And now we're gonna pick up more, yeah

Another one rides the bus

Another one rides the bus

And another comes on and another comes on

Another one rides the bus

Hey, he's gonna sit by you

Another one rides the bus