Ridin' in a bus down the boulevard And the place was pretty packed 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 Another one rides the bus 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 Another one rides the bus 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
Another one rides the bus 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 Another one rides the bus 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
