Lyrics:

Get on to the bus, That's gonna take you back to Beelzebub, Get on to the bus, That's gonna make you stop going rub a dub, Your words burn the air, Like the names of candy bars, Your mouth is cold and red, All in rings around your, Laugh laughing laughs, It's a grind grind, It's a grind, It's a grind grind, I'll scratch you raw, L'etat c'est moi, I drink the drink, And I'm wall to wall, I absorb trust like a love rhombus, I feel I must elucidate, I ate the chump with guile, Quadrilateral I was, Now I warp like a smile, Yellow no. 5, Yellow no. 5, 5, 5, Voulez-vous the bus?