Matéria Prima - Waiting for the Bus lyrics
[Matéria Prima - Waiting for the Bus lyrics]
Waiting for the bus he was a old man
He was one of us, but had a different plan
Waiting for the bus he was a black man
He was one of us, but had a different plan
He had a lotta history inside his hat
Steady look in his eyes
Could break a man in half
He had very tough skin
He doesn't need a crown to make him a king
I wish he was my cousin first degree
So he could tell me things he likes
Or disagrees but he's from a different breed
Waiting for the bus he was a old man
He was one of us, but had a different plan
Waiting for the bus he was a black man
He was one of us, but had a different plan
Strong like a slave who fought for his life
Surviving the cuts made from a knife
In those lonely nights
In the middle of the woods
With candle lights what a powerfull presence
He had in the place when I think about God
I remember his face
Waiting for the bus he was a old man
He was one of us, but had a different plan
Waiting for the bus he was a black man
He was one of us, but had a different plan
He was one of us, but had a different plan
Waiting for the bus he was a black man
He was one of us, but had a different plan
He had a lotta history inside his hat
Steady look in his eyes
Could break a man in half
He had very tough skin
He doesn't need a crown to make him a king
I wish he was my cousin first degree
So he could tell me things he likes
Or disagrees but he's from a different breed
Waiting for the bus he was a old man
He was one of us, but had a different plan
Waiting for the bus he was a black man
He was one of us, but had a different plan
Strong like a slave who fought for his life
Surviving the cuts made from a knife
In those lonely nights
In the middle of the woods
With candle lights what a powerfull presence
He had in the place when I think about God
I remember his face
Waiting for the bus he was a old man
He was one of us, but had a different plan
Waiting for the bus he was a black man
He was one of us, but had a different plan