one day waiting for a bus, it never came
i hope it curls up and dies of shame
one day waiting with the exact fare
the coins lost their shine, yet the bus is still not there
one week waiting for the bus to arrive
not sure if the bus is still alive
one week down the drain, but i was still hoping
my wife was'nt worried, and my job was kept open
one month waiting for a bus, that would'nt come
my hair is all matted, my feet all numb
one month waiting for the moment of truth
had got to thinking, they might have changed the route
one year waiting for the bus to turn up
hoping the driver would get a dose of giddy up
old woman next to me, had long ceased to moan
her faithful bag for life, lay crumpled near her bones
two years waiting for a bus to materialize
the town expanding before my very eyes
a security man came up to me, said hey pal
you can't wait here anymore, we're building a shopping mall
three years waiting for a bus to appear
at this stage its been a age, i thought it surely must be near
my wife came along, and called me a gurrier
funny she had a baby, i did'nt send any sperm by courier
