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 rubber-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 rubber-dub
Get on to the bus
And your words burn the air like the names of candy bars
Your mouth is cold and red all in rings around your laugh, laugh, and 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 onto the bus
That's gonna take you back to Beelzebul
Get onto the bus
That's gonna make you stop calling Rub-a-dub
Get onto the bus
That's gonna take you back to Beelzebul
And get onto the bus
That's gonna make you stop going rubberdum
I'm a scratchable
I try to sleep well
I drink the drink and I walk the walk
I don't want to trust like I love to roam
But some feel I must elude
So take a liking to a chump with guile
Quadrilateral, I was now a warp
Like a smile
The yellow number 5
Yellow number 5-5-5
Yellow number 5
Yellow number 5-5-5
Yellow number 5
Yellow number 5-5-5
Yellow number 5
Yellow number 5
A roulette for the bus
A roulette for the bus
A roulette for the bus
That's gonna take you
Back to the top
To Beelzebub
A full-length voodoo bus
That's gonna make you stop going or up a dump
A full-length voodoo
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
It's a grind, grind, it's a grind
It's a grind, grind, it's a grind, it's a grind