Get on to the bus that's gonna take you back to Beelzebub
Get on to the bus that's gonna make you stop going rub-a-dub
Get on to the bus that's gonna take you back to Beelzebub
Get on to the bus that's gonna make you stop going rub-a-dub

Your words burn the air like the names of candy bars
Your mouth is cold and red, all in rings around your laugh, laughing laughs
And it's a grind-grind, it's a grind, it's a grind-grind
It's a grind-grind, it's a grind, it's a grind-grind
It's a grind-grind, it's a grind, it's a grind-grind
It's a grind-grind, it's a grind-grind

Get on to the bus that's gonna take you back to Beelzebub
Get on to the bus that's gonna make you stop going rub-a-dub
Get on to the bus that's gonna take you back to Beelzebub
Get on to the bus that's gonna make you stop going rub-a-dub

I'll scratch you raw, l'etat c'est moi
I drink the drink, and I'm wall-to-wall
I absorb trust like a love rhombus
I feel I must elucidate, I ate the chump with guile
Quadrilateral I was, now I warp like a smile
Yellow no. 5, yellow no. 5, 5, 5
Yellow no. 5, yellow no. 5, 5, 5
Yellow no. 5, yellow no. 5, 5, 5
Yellow no. 5, yellow no. 5
Voulez-vous the bus?
Voulez-vous the bus?
Voulez-vous the bus that's gonna take you back to Beelzebub
Voulez-vous the bus that's gonna make you stop going rub-a-dub
Voulez-vous the—

And it's a grind-grind, it's a grind, it's a grind-grind
It's a grind-grind, it's a grind, it's a grind-grind
It's a grind-grind, it's a grind, it's a grind-grind
It's a grind-grind, it's a grind, it's a grind-grind

Yellow no. 5, yellow no. 5, yellow no. 5
Yellow no. 5, yellow no. 5, yellow no. 5
Yellow no. 5, yellow

Get on to the bus that's gonna take you back to Beelzebub
Get on to the bus that's gonna make you stop going rub-a-dub
Get on to the bus that's gonna take you back to Beelzebub
Get on to the bus that's gonna make you stop going rub-a-dub