Dedicated To The Children Of Christchurch

The wheels on the bus are bald and bare
bald and bare, bald and bare,
The wheels on the bus are bald and bare
all through the town.

The wipers on the bus don’t go at all
go at all, go at all,
The wipers on the bus don’t go at all
all through the town.

The doors on the bus go open and jam
open and jam, open and jam,
The doors on the bus go open and jam
all through the town.

The lights on the bus are on the blink
on the blink, on the blink,
The lights on the bus are on the blink
all through the town.

The people on the bus fear for their lives
for their lives, for their lives,
The people on the bus fear for their lives
all through the town.

The driver on the bus says “I’ve bloody had enough!
“bloody had enough, bloody had enough!”
The driver on the bus says “I’ve bloody had enough!”
all through the town.

The policeman on the bus says “that’s not safe”
“that’s not safe, that’s not safe”,
The policeman on the bus says “that’s not safe”
all through the town. 

The people at the bus-stop wait and wait
wait and wait, wait and wait,
The people at the bus-stop wait and wait
because their stupid f**king bus is grounded.