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Sucker without a brain
Nothin to do again
Step into the street
Like the man on a flying trapeze

Here comes that bus
Right into your face
Now you're flying
Now you're flying home

Isn't it just like a dream
Sirens and people and everything
The driver tried to swerve
But he just didn't see ya
Now you're buried 'neath the wheel
Just like a tortilla

Here comes that bus
Right into your face
Now you're flying
Now you're flying home

When we're dead we can all climb aboard
The fare is easy to afford
Sometimes you meet a fireman
Sometimes you meet a dancer
This is one ride where you won't need no transfer

Here comes that bus
Right into your face
Sucker without a brain   Nothin to do again   Step into the street   Like the man on a flying trapeze      Here comes that bus   Right into your face   Now you're flying   Now you're flying home      Isn't it just like a dream   Sirens and people and everything   The driver tried to swerve   But he just didn't see ya   Now you're buried 'neath the wheel   Just like a tortilla      Here comes that bus   Right into your face   Now you're flying   Now you're flying home      When we're dead we can all climb aboard   The fare is easy to afford   Sometimes you meet a fireman   Sometimes you meet a dancer   This is one ride where you won't need no transfer      Here comes that bus   Right into your face