Riding in the bus down the boulevard,
And the place was pretty packed (Yeah!).
Couldn't find a seat so I had to stand
With the perverts in the back.
It was smelling like a locker room,
There was junk all over the floor.
We're already packed in like sardines
But we're stopping to pick up more, look out!
[Chorus:]
Another one rides the bus.
Another one rides the bus.
Another comes on, and another comes on,
Another one rides the bus.
Hey, who's gonna sit by you,
Another one rides the bus.
There's a suitcase poking me in the ribs,
There's an elbow in my ear.
There's a smelly old bum standing next to me,
Hasn't showered in a year.
I think I'm missing a contact lens,
I think my wallet's gone.
And I think this bus is stopping again
To let a couple more freaks get on, look out!
[Chorus:]
Another one rides the bus.
Another one rides the bus.
Another comes on, and another comes on,
Another one rides the bus.
Hey, who's gonna sit by you,
Another one rides the bus.
(cool sound effects)
Another one rides the bus.
Another one rides the bus, ow.
Another one rides the bus, hey, hey.
Another one rides the bus, hey-ey-ey-ey, ey, ey, eyyyyyy.
The window doesn't open, and the fan is broken,
And my face is turning blue (Yeah).
I haven't been in a crowd like this
Since I went to see The Who.
Well, I should've got off a couple miles ago
But I couldn't get to the door.
There isn't any room for me to breathe,
And now we're gonna pick up more, yeaaah!
[Chorus:]
Another one rides the bus.
Another one rides the bus.
Another comes on, and another comes on,
Another one rides the bus.
Hey, who's gonna sit by you,
Another one rides the bus.