On a bus to St. Cloud, Minnesota I thought I saw you standing there Snow falling all around you like a silent prayer Once on the streets of New York City
' runnin' runnin' but you can't run no faster as us You keep on runnin' runnin' runnin' runnin' runnin' but you can't run as fast as this bus Well the bus
not divorced, 'cause I keep seeing her every day, you see. Brian: Yes, a point, but what about the simpler things of life, like, eh--" Paul: Like riding a bus
am locking you out I don't wanna hear a thing Nothin' you got to say You should think twice About the way you been talkin'to me Better catch a cab or get on the bus
Good Morning Time To Get Up And Go To Work I Ride On The Bus Into The City Every Day I Sit On My Seat And I Dream Myself Away I Dream I'm On An Island
On a bus to St. Cloud, Minnesota I thought I saw you standing there Snow falling all around you Like a silent prayer... ...In a church in downtown
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ain?t no better She?s what you?d call a hater Get your ticket for the Knight Bus And go for a ride Get your ticket for the Knight Bus And say hello to
subway Grab the transit bus down the line Get on the city bus Get on the city bus Get on the city bus Get on the city bus The 11 Lincoln bus approached
transit Ride it on the road to Utopia Get on the bus Get on the bus Get on the bus Get on the bus The 22 Clark bus approached Fullerton Parkway The city bus
I cannot cannot play today My mummy said something in his face I wanna try my action man But I got to service space Doesn't set the tower clean Stand
(feat. Abstract Rude) All aboard! (Get on the bus) Get on the bus (In the driver we trust) Hold on now (Hope we're going fast enough) You know the Blowed
the bus and I'm all alone Except for Kudu in his bunk talkin' on his phone Then a friend of the brother of the room-mate of my kin Calls to get up on
On a bus to St. Cloud, Minnesota I thought I saw you there With the snow falling down around you Like a silent prayer And once on a street in New York
Saint Joe he said he's never been dressed up like a woman Saint Joe they said your dad is gay They said your mom she's a whore They said it 'til you were
rhythm guitar players on theWetT-Shirt Circuit, currently providing exciting strummery here in Miami), and is in the process of getting the details of her life on the bus
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It's frightening Everybody's minds are blank Hypnotizing I'm always using you When I'm out of cash I stare through this window On a bus moving