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 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 Hasn't showered in a year 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 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 Another one rides the bus ow Another one rides the bus hey hey Another one rides the bus hey-ey-ey-ey 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 Another one rides the bus Another one rides the bus Another comes on and another comes on Another one rides the bus Hey, he's gonna sit by you Another one rides the bus