[Verse 1]
It's time to kiss the genius
It's time to break the spell
There's a one out of three chance
There's a pleasure banging my bell
I'm in the soft pink luxury tunnel
It's been a big time evil grip
And there's a clown crazed directional
And sugar, I got the whip

[Verse 2]
I've got a pocket full of friggin' loose change
And a stick-shift booby trap
I wanna push it too farm
I wanna re-route your map

[Verse 3]
Fantastic moments of grandeur
Ironic seasons of crust
I'm with the disco police
You're getting back on the bus
You're getting back on the bus
You're getting back on the bus
You're getting back on the bus
You're getting back on the bus
You're getting back on the bus
You're getting back on the bus
You're getting back on the bus
You're getting back on the bus
Back on the bus
Back on the bus
You're getting back on the bus
You're getting back on the bus
You're getting back on the bus
You're getting back on the bus
You're getting back on the bus
You're getting back on the bus
You're getting back on with us
You're getting back on the bus
You're getting back on the bus
You're getting back on the bus