On the bus
With no way of escape
Traveling, bags boxes and crates
Only one thing i wanted to say
When's my stop?
On the bus
That only ever picks up
People crammed in and squashed up
Only one thing i wanted to say
When's my stop
On the bus
That's called the bus of life
Picks people up when in strife
Only let's them back off when they're dead
When's my stop?