Ridin' in a 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 smellin' like a locker room There was junk all over the floor We're already packed in like sardines But we're stoppin' to pick up more Look out!
Another one rides the bus-ah Another one rides the bus-ah And 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 pokin' me in the ribs There's an elbow in my ear There's a smelly old bum standin' next to me Hasn't showered in a year Well, I think I'm missin' a contact lens I think my wallet's gone And I think this bus is stoppin' again To let a couple more freaks get on Look out!
Another one rides the bus-ah Another one rides the bus-ah And another comes on And another comes on Another one rides the bus-ah Hey! He's gonna sit by you Another one rides the bus
Another one rides the bus--ah Another one rides the bus--ow! Another one rides the bus--hey, hey! Another one rides the bus--hey-y-y-y!
The window doesn't open, and the fan is broke And my face is turnin' blue I haven't been in a crowd like this Since I went to see The Who Well, I should'a got off a couple miles ago But I couldn't get to the door There isn't any room for me to breathe Now we're gonna pick up more, yeah!
Another one rides the bus-ah Another one rides the bus-ah And another comes on And another comes on Another one rides the bus-ah Hey! He's gonna sit by you Another one rides the bus