The Bus Is Waiting

Here's mud in your eye
Another white lie
To begin your day

Good morning my friend
How's your life with no end
How goes the game

Here's wishing you the best
As you're shafting all the rest
Of your business friends
And acquaintances

You use every day
As they do the same
What a game

What more can I say to you
That you haven't heard once before
What more can you listen to
That won't make what you hear
Such a bore

What more do you need to see
To prove to yourself you're not blind
When and where did you lose the key
That you use to open your mind

If you think the bus is late
The driver's waiting for you
Because the ticket has been paid
And a seat is waiting for you

Fifty percent of your free time is spent
In an empty room
You're just plotting and scheming
And hopefully dreaming
Of a close friends ruin

Your future seems so bright
And full of lonely nights
As the money just keeps on rolling in

Most likely to succeed
You have everything you need
Except the life within
Man what a shame

What more can I say to you
That you haven't heard once before
There isn't that much left I can say

What more can you listen to
That won't make what you hear
Such a bore
Because you wouldn't listen anyway

What more do you need to see
To prove to yourself you're not blind
You gotta be kidding yourself if you don't see

When and where did you lose the key
That you use to open your mind

What more
What more
What more
What more do you need to see
What more
What more
What more
There's nothing left that I can tell you
What more
What more

If you think the bus is late
The driver is waiting for you
Because the ticket has been paid
And a seat is waiting for you

If you think the bus is late
It's giving you time to decide
Because the ticket has been paid
Because the bus may arrive

If you think the bus is late
The driver's waiting for you
Because the ticket has been paid
And a seat is waiting for you