Eraserheads Waiting For The Bus
i've standing here waiting for the bus on a Saturday laundry on my back ultraviolet rays like i'm posing for a shot in a magazine what the hell does it mean? refrain i'm a travelling man straight from the car i'm a thousand miles away from my number one fan my folks are getting tight won't let me out at night you can't avoid the complications when there's no reason at all when the right hand stikes we fly i'll drink my beer i'll wipe my tears southbound in the sky chorus another crime another reason gets you everyday the only time that you can talk you ain't nothing to say well i'm caught up in a stupid game thai i can't play it's just a waste of time but i'm in anyway i've been sitting here watching the signs too many cars at night belching in the moonlight we're doing ninety as the sky turns to grey the people look like bees buzzing by the highway the wheels are rolling like a rolling stone alone i choose the road less traveled on now i'm lying here waiting for the day on the second deck dreaming of a girl from a fairytale chain around my neck a ride is all it takes but pains get in the way refrain chorus chorus i'm in it anyway hey i'm in it anyway
