Bottle Rockets - Get On The Bus Lyrics

Brian Henneman

Another long day's work is through
Still one thing I got to do
Got to get on the bus
Ride it on home to you
You got the car so I can't drive
Take my dollar seventy-five
Go wait on the corner for my chariot to arrive

chorus:
Wih the bum change riders
And their sacks of wine
And the young sharp-dressed ecological kind
We all get on the bus
Ride it on down the line

Raindrops fallin' on our heads
Stop we use ain't got no shed
Hope we all dry out
Before we go to bed
Halfway home, still gettin' wet
Behind the lady with the stubbed-out cigarette
Who hasn't found her jury voucher yet

chorus

We got headphones, cellphones, transfers, passes
Weeelchairs, groceries, lost sunglasses
Some look crazy, some look bored
You want to get off just pull that cord
On and off 'tween here and there
We look pitiful, we don't care
All we're tryin' to do is get somewhere

Chorus

Awoo!
Here it comes!