Edgy Productions - Bus Driver Blues Lyrics

Verse 1 We spend our lives behind the wheel,
Manoeuvring ten tons of steel.
There's nothing in the world that we love more.
It's complete and utter bliss,
The perfect job, until that is
Our rota shows we've drawn the shortest straw!
A school run (ooh-ooh)*, it ain't fun (ooh-ooh),
It ain't no vacation in the sun!
It'll be (ooh-ooh) purgatory,
While we're driving them around
They'll be driving us crazy!

Verse 2 The thunder of stampeding feet
As they all rush for the back seat,
'Cause that's where everybody wants to be.
Then they'll shout before too long,
"Hey! Turn the radio on!"
And they'll all sing along but out of key!
Girls and boys (ooh-ooh) and their noise (ooh-ooh)
Is a thing that no grown-up enjoys.
It'll be (ooh-ooh) purgatory
While we're driving them around
They'll be driving us crazy!

Verse 3 And when the drinks and snacks come out
There's so much litter thrown about,
As each kid munches till they're fit to pop!
Then, on top of everything,
We get projectile vomiting
And whose job will it be to fetch the mop?
We can say (ooh-ooh) there's no way (ooh-ooh)
This'll be a busman's holiday.
It'll be (ooh-ooh) purgatory
While we're driving them around
They'll be driving us crazy!
Oh yeah!