Six o'clock in the evening, moons shining low
Bastard with his workin' bag's ready for the show
Holy place, no disgrace, bus is comin' soon
Nobody at the busstop, bastard's staring at the moon
Bastard at the busstop
Busdriver! Busdriver! Open the doors!
Only guest in the floor, the bastard on this tour
Hello fellows listen up, the team is black again
'round and 'round, both are proud, go-go get their fan
Bastard at the busstop
Busstop to Eternity
Endless rounds, the bus is loud, back at the busstop
Dancin' round the busstop shield, both of'em will hop!
Throwin' the keys away, now they're here to stay
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