Bus to Beelzebub — текст песни (Soul Coughing)

Get on to the bus

Thats gonna take you back to beelzebub

Get on to the bus

Thats gonna make you stop going rub a dub



Your words burn the air

Like the names of candy bars

Your mouth is cold and red

All in rings around your

Laugh laughing laughs



Its a grind grind

Its a grind

Its a grind grind



Ill scratch you raw

Letat cest moi

I drink the drink

And Im wall to wall

I absorb trust like a love rhombus

I feel I must elucidate

I ate the chump with guile

Quadrilateral I was

Now I warp like a smile



Yellow no. 5

Yellow no. 5, 5, 5



Voulez-vous the bus?