Momus - Buses lyrics

The crazy bus driver a hardened survivor
Became a great artist and came on apace

He started doing crashes
To entertain passengers
It didn't hurt when he smashed up his face

But only a has-been goes through the window
He's got more talent and he's got more tact

He fought free from learning
Taught himself nothing
The original autodidact

And years in the ghetto hardened his mettle
Put dents in his fenders but never his pride

And now when he kills you
It really thrills you
The critics are calling it "Passengercide"

At Waterloo Station his big installation
Stopped traffic a flaming success

And his intervention at Dalston Junction
Created triumphant distress

And now he's got chops to
Compare with Tsaikovsky's
His Nutcracker Crash
Was the best of the worst

That crazy bus driver original thinker
A mere child could do it but he did it first

His interrogation of driver frustration
Incisive and cutting a master stroke

Those willing to listen
Heard the capitalist system
Come crashing system in wreckage and smoke
He finds inspiration
Where you least expect it
Takes cliches and throws them all
Into reverse

That crazy bus driver that difficult rider
The best of the best and
The worst of the worst

The crazy bus driver
Destroyed all his rivals
When they climbed aboard his opus 53

They were screaming in terror
But not the bus driver that great artist
Died in his sleep