Tommy is a bus driver
I'm sure he's very nice
He's middle aged and fraying
But at least he don't have lice
Tommy is a bus driver
He drives his bus real slow
And when I see him at the wheel
My spirits plummet low
This morning I was running late
By ten minutes and no more
I caught a slightly later bus
Oh no! Tommy opened the door
I live about an hour away from work
On the other side of the city
But when Tommy drives me there or back
In the end, my mood is shitty
Two hours it took this morning
For Tommy to get me there
By the time I reached my workplace
I was tearing out my hair
Tommy is a bus driver
I'm sure he's very nice
One day I'm gonna go postal
And Tommy'll pay the price
Tommy is a bus driver
He drives just too damn slow
Though I know that I am too tense
And should just go with the flow
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