♪ Riding in a bus down the boulevard On the place called Pretty Back I couldn't find a seat so I had to stand With the perverts in the back You were smelling like a locker room There was junk all over the floor We're already packed up like sardines Before we're stopping to pick up more Look out! Another one rides the bus Another one rides the bus And another comes on and another comes on Another one rides the bus Hey, he's gonna sit by you Another one rides the bus ♪ There's a suitcase poking me in the ribs There's an elbow in my ear There's a smelly old bum standing next to me He hasn't showered in a year I think I'm missing a contact lens I think my wallet's gone And I think this bus is stopping again I'll let a couple more freaks get on Look out! Another one rides the bus Another one rides the bus And another comes on and another comes on Another one rides the bus Hey, he's gonna sit by you Another one rides the bus ♪ Another one rides the bus Another one rides the bus Ow! Another one rides the bus Hey, hey! Another one rides the bus Hey, hey, hey, hey ♪ The window doesn't open and the fan is broke And my face is turning blue I haven't been in a crowd like this Since I went to see The Who Well, I should have got off a couple of miles ago But I couldn't get to the door There isn't any room for me to breathe Now we're gonna pick up more, yeah! ♪ Another one rides the bus Another one rides the bus And another comes on, and another comes on Another one rides the bus Hey, he's gonna sit by you! Another one rides the bus ♪