We ain’t slept for days and we’re looking kinda shaggy
And the politics man is on the radio talking about the President
I wonder if we’ll make the rent or loose out while we loose ourselves in us
Hey yeah
Gettin’ back on the bus
Gettin’ back on the bus
Gettin’ back on the bus
The crowd is leaving but it never was that full
We kept all the power but we gave away the pull yeah
And the poet in me is pining away about some, lonesome love I-I wrote
And you could pay the cover or just loose out while you loose yourself in us
Hey yeah
We’re gettin’ back on the bus
Back on the bus
Back on the bus
Back on the bus
The second set is over but we can’t get paid yeah
We’re always thinkin’ about what we could have made yeah
And the spectator is speaking with the man on the microph-one
Saying you could take me home or you could loose out while you loose yourself in us
Hey yeah
Gettin’ back on the bus
Gettin’ back on the bus
Gettin’ back on the bus
Gettin’ back on the bus
