I found myself on the seat of the bus again
I don't know how I got here
But I watch the window's roll by as I fly
As I take it down
Yeah take it down
Down, downtown
To see all my friends
I get on the bus,
Riding home, riding alone
I get on the bus,
Riding home, riding alone
I get on the bus,
Riding home, riding alone
I get on the bus,
Riding home, riding alone
So you see, so you see
I've got my ticket
My ticket is soaked with rain
And my headache won't go away
And my ticket dissolves in my pocket
And there's all these business men
And there's all these yuppies
And they're coming up to me
And I've just gotta get on the bus and get out of here