Red Line Bus

 

 

It´s not open to the public, here you see the ruins

of politics, now we´re going to the old town bridge.

I´m not showing you a pristine city. I was born for a

dollar in the kitty and you like to have a rendezvous.

 

Oh oh oh oh, if the fun strikes back, better shut your trap

Oh oh oh oh, take the red line bus to carry me home

 

Bones and scrap in the streets of the nation, boo the 

people in desolation, where you can live deliriously.

"Bastard Joe" has stolen some flatscreens, criminal kid

at the age of thirteen does looting for the pothead gang.

 

Oh oh oh oh, if the hate strikes back, like a pain in the neck

Oh oh oh oh, take the red line bus to carry me home

 

Lunacy in the name of the audience, don´t reduce me

to a kid staring at those puppets on a blazing string.

"Bastard Joe" has... you´ll never guess what.. Stand in

line to get the last bus! Now, you will wait eternally.

 

Oh oh oh oh, if the life strikes back, like a pain in the neck

Oh oh oh oh, take the red big bus to carry me home

 

Fun ticket, pick it, check it, tell me: "Where´s the crack at?"

Oh oh oh oh, take the red line bus to carry me home