The Bus - KC Roberts & the Live Revolution

The wheels on the bus go round and round Round and round, round and round The wheels on the bus go round and round, all through the town The wipers on the bus go swish-swish-swish Swish-swish-swish, swish-swish-swish The wipers on the bus go swish-swish-swish, all through the town The horn on the bus goes beep-beep-beep Beep-beep-beep, beep-beep-beep The horn of the bus goes beep-beep-beep, all through the town The money on the bus goes clink-clink-clink Clink-clink-clink, clink-clink-clink The money on the bus goes clink-clink-clink, all through the town The driver on the bus goes move on back Move on back, move on back The driver on the bus goes move on back, all through the town The baby on the bus goes wha-wha-wha Wha-wha-wha, wha-wha-wha The baby on the bus goes wha-wha-wha, all through the town The mummy on the bus go shh-shh-shh Shh-shh-shh, shh-shh-shh The mummy on the bus go shh-shh-shh, all through the town

Every day I get in the queue (Too much, Magic Bus) To get on the bus that takes me to you (Too much, Magic Bus) I'm so nervous, I just sit and smile (Too much, Magic Bus) You house is only another mile (Too much, Magic Bus) Thank you, driver, for getting me here (Too much, Magic Bus) You'll be an inspector, have no fear (Too much, Magic Bus) I don't want to cause no fuss (Too much, Magic Bus) But can I buy your Magic Bus? (Too much, Magic Bus) Nooooooooo! I don't care how much I pay (Too much, Magic Bus) I wanna drive my bus to my baby each day (Too much, Magic Bus) I want it, I want it, I want it, I want it ... (You can't have it!) Thruppence and sixpence every day Just to drive to my baby Thruppence and sixpence each day 'Cause I drive my baby every way Magic Bus, Magic Bus, Magic Bus ... I said, now I've got my Magic Bus (Too much, Magic Bus) I said, now I've got my Magic Bus (Too much, Magic Bus) I drive my baby every way (Too much, Magic Bus) Each time I go a different way (Too much, Magic Bus) I want it, i want it, I want it, I want it ... Every day you'll see the dust (Too much, Magic Bus) As I drive my baby in my Magic Bus (Too much, Magic Bus)

Cut a rusty engine outta sawdust town Better deal with the man who shook 'em all down So put a little grease on my axle now, yeah I been from Antioch to Alcatraz I can roll you one from an empty bag But let's take it easy to avoid any snags Goodbye daughters of the revolution Open your eyes and see your solution Hallelujah, come join the jubilee Let's keep on running through the gates of the city To give up now would be such a pity Don't you wanna see the ship go down with me? Well, I'll come to you hungry, I'll come to you sore I'll come 'round midnight to your back door I'll drag my tail across your floor Gonna run you ragged till you act your age Gonna circle the wagons, gonna storm your stage If we all plead guilty will the charges be the same? Goodbye daughters of the revolution Open your eyes and see your solution Hallelujah, come join the jubilee Keep on running through the gates of the city To give up now would be such a pity Don't you wanna see the ship go down with me? Get down I've been restless baby, I've been wild Caught up in a fever dream Well, come on and save me child Goodbye daughters of the revolution Open your eyes and see your solution Hallelujah, come join the jubilee Keep on running through the gates of the city To give up now would be such a pity Don't you wanna see the ship go down with me? Alright Said, don't you wanna see the ship go down with me? Well, don't you wanna see the ship go down with me? Do you? Do you? Said, don't you wanna see the ship go down? Do you? Said, don't you wanna see the ship go down?

The crusaders and their stooges All you renegade rulers All you spotlight fugitives All you shakers, all you movers All you cutthroat dealers And you small-time users All you turncoat schemers All you victors, all you losers You play the king and you play the pawn You give up and you soldier on This is the last crusade we're on This is the last crusade we're on There's a lighthouse on a battered shore Gotta fight now, never mattered more And the black tongues spitting poison Spare no one Gotta keep on, gotta keep on Till the Ghosts of War come marching in They've been reborn, they're free from sin You play the king and you play the pawn You give up and you soldier on This is the last crusade we're on This is the last crusade we're on You play the king and you play the pawn You give up and you soldier on This is the last crusade we're on This is the last crusade we're on Now tell me, who do I look like to you? Someone you thought you knew Drinking wine in the afternoon A rebel today is tomorrow's tycoon Arm in arm, arm in arm We are our father's sons and daughters, one by one Marching off to kingdom come And we're hunting down We're trying to find The architects of the wasted mind And the way we laugh and the way we live Brace for the aftermath Something's got to give You play the king and you play the pawn You give up and you soldier on This is the last crusade we're on This is the last crusade we're on You play the king and you play the pawn You give up and you soldier on This is the last crusade we're on This is the last crusade we're on You play the king and you play the pawn You give up and you soldier on This is the last crusade we're on This is the last crusade we're on You play the king and you play the pawn You give up and you soldier on This is the last crusade we're on This is the last crusade we're on