Sucker without a brain
  Nothing to do again
  Stepped into the street
  Like the man on the flyin' trapeze
  
  Here comes that bus right into your face
  Now you're flyin'
  Now you're flyin' home
  
  Isn't it just like a dream
  Sirens and people and everything
  The driver tried to swerve but he just didn't see ya
  Now you're buried 'neath the wheel just like a tortilla
  
  Here comes that bus right into your face
  Now you're flyin'
  Now you're flyin' home
  
  When we're dead we can all climb aboard
  The fare is easy to afford
  Sometimes you meet a fireman, sometimes you meet a dancer
  This is one ride where you won't need no transfer
  
  Here comes that bus right into your face