Ok.Regan - The Bus

(Riding the bus cause I want it to take me what's all the fuzz
I don't want that shit it'll break me)
(Riding the bus cause I want it to take me what's all the fuzz
I don't want that shit it'll break me)

Yeah
I'm confused and I'm bruised and I have no idea of what the fucking Thing I'll choose Can't find anything in clues all I've got right now is Music all I've got right now are blues
I don't know how I'll use it and I don't know all of my queues

Queues for me, who's for whom?
I guess that nobody can choose
All we can really do
Is abuse the hooving booze
Moving cruise
I just got shot by men in twos
Who those men, those men are life and I'm, I'm gonna lose

(Riding the bus cause I want it to take me what's all the fuzz
I don't want that shit it'll break me)
(Riding the bus cause I want it to take me what's all the fuzz
I don't want that shit it'll break me)

Are you talking to me
If it is so then I must flee like a bee
You can't catch me you're a tree
Do you want me?
Or maybe you wanna pee
Riding home on a light McQueen
Why can't you just let me be

Just let me say that today
You're looking like your pay
Or a piece of clay
Today you are my prey
Pray to God you don't die
If you're not careful then you might
Try not to lose your sense of sight

Cause there's a moose on the loose
And you might make yourself a pretty little tight noose
For a very special use
Don't get your shoes dirty who's
Noose is the blues noose of today's news
I don't know what today's choose

(Riding the bus cause I want it to take me what's all the fuzz
I don't want that shit it'll break me)
(Riding the bus cause I want it to take me what's all the fuzz
I don't want that shit it'll break me)

When I break into battle
I don't come with a saddle
And you know I don't chat oh
It's a challenge to keep out of
Out a battle cause here is Carnage
Braking bad bones like they paddles
With my sandals and some candles
You gonna need a big ass bandage
To get free out of my bondage bating
Taking and making shaking and flaking
Doing homage to a dead body
Party one for everybody
Someone dead just chill
Come with us and take a pill
If you don't feel right then still
Just get on with it and kill yourself
Use a gun
Sorry mum
I can't seem to find the sum
Praise the sun
Or praise none
Maybe beat a kid and run
If you want to make a pun
Don't u worry bout me hone
I'm a run punny gun mummy and I'd like some honey gummy

With my pancakes
To help with my burning aches
Hectares of faker dakers shaking shakers baking some cakes
Then I want a juicy steak
Medium rares is how I take
And baby we by the lake
Can you imagine us babe?

Written by:
Oscar Regan

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