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NOTE: anything between curly braces are spoken, not sung. anything between brackets is a direction, not a lyric. you may want to listen to the song first to get a feel for the spoken parts, as they're a bit... oddly-paced.

In the town where I was born
Lived a man who drove a bus
And he told us of his life
In the land of desert bus

So we drove on to the sun
Till we found Tucson Ay-Zee (like Arizona. :P)
And we drove a hound of grey
A broken down desert bus

We're all going to play some desert bus
Play some desert bus, play some desert bus
We're all going to play some desert bus
Play some desert bus, play some desert bus

And no-one will ever board
Nobody waiting at the stop
And kazoos begin to play

[cue kazoo]

We're all sitting and playing desert bus
Playing desert bus, playing desert bus
We're all sitting and playing desert bus
Playing desert bus, playing desert bus

{Full speed ahead Mr. Petter, full speed ahead}
{Are no other speeds though, Sgt.}
{Hold A button, tap left button}
{Aye, aye, Sir, aye, aye}
{Don't crash, don't crash}

Oh we wish we could get off
But at that concept donators scoff
{that concept, donators scoff}
Sky of blue bug splat of green
{Sky of blue, splat of green}
In our greyhound desert bus
{In our greyhound, desert bus, aha}

We're all stuck in this greyhound desert bus
greyhound deser bus, greyhound desert bus
We're all stuck in this greyhound desert bus
greyhound deser bus, greyhound desert bus

We're all tired of playing desert bus
Playing desert bus, playing desert bus
We're all tired of playing desert bus
Playing desert bus, playing desert bus