Ride the red bus
Ride it with us

Come and wash the sun come down
Wipe away your useless frown
When he rises sleek and dull
What he does our union bellboy
Nothing else will work
He makes the puzzles piece
Plus no surprises
No pulling on the leash
For hips and rises
Her upside whiter
His ups are down
His ups are down
The password found
The password found
And though he razes
Tomorrow's plans
He never prays for
The same demands
Through awful weather
Through cramping hands
Our union bellboy
To excess
To our promised strands