Hey you with the head on
Yeah, I mean you
When the owner bombs this place
Watcha gonna do
I got one eye on the minute hand
One eye on a girl
One eye is a rubber band
Gonna flick away this world

Bus station, ooh
Bus station, ooh
Bus station, ooh
Lotta time to kill
Lotta miles
Lotta pills
Lotta time to kill

Hey you in the uniform
Yeah, I mean you
When the revolution comes
Watcha gonna do
Fat girl with a travel rug
She’s got a Chiko Roll
Fat girl with a travel rug
I’m gonna lose control
Bus station, ooh
Bus station, ooh
Bus station, ooh
A lotta time to kill
A lotta miles
Lotta pills
Lotta time to kill

Like a big cat in a little cage
A king in a cell
Its too bad, a man my age
To know this place too well

Like a dead man on the underground
On a long weekend
Things keep going round and round
And I’ll be back again

Bus station, ooh
Bus station, ooh
Bus station, ooh
A lotta time to kill
A lotta miles
A lotta pills
A lotta time to kill
Bus station, ooh
Bus station, ooh
Bus station, ooh
A lotta time to kill
A lotta miles
A lotta pills
A lotta time to kill
Bus station