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Fun Escape
03:58
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feel the coolness, it spreads as the sun sets
leaving worries behind, it's cast away
see the road as it stretches so far ahead
find new friends as a journey begins
because there's no more stress and no more mess
for a fun escape (don't have to worry now)
smiling up at the sky it feels so great
and so relax, no need to be tense
vacation's under way (let's find the light within)
life's a dream when you have a fun escape
oh the doldrums of living's so hard sometimes
keeping schedules and chores piling on
brighten up when you see an opportunity
throw aside what you're told for what you need
because there's no more stress and no more mess
for a fun escape (don't have to worry now)
smiling up at the sky it feels so great
and so relax, no need to be tense
vacation's under way (let's find the light within)
life's a dream when you have a fun escape
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Next Stop
03:40
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next stop, drudgery
all of this week, right down this street
next stop, following
sadness repeats, seeking reprieve
same route, same routine
riders I greet, flashing my teeth
big smile, hides the gloom
inside of me
oh the mindless toils of living day to day
like an endless coil, going round and round
Work and work, but you're back at the beginning
to and fro, like it matters much at all
when we grind, it is such a fruitless effort
loop and loop, like a hamster in a cage
oh this route is the same one i've been hitting
years ago, when I started on this path
deviations strictly are forbidden
a simple maze, I know I'm just a rat
at dawn, set out straight
and take a right
at dusk, head on home
done for the night
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3. |
Mad World
03:36
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All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, Worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, Going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, No expression
Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, No tomorrow
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it's a very very
Mad world
Mad world
Mad world
Mad world
Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy birthday, Happy birthday
And to feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, Sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, No one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me, Looked right through me
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
'Cos I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it's a very very
Mad world
Mad world
Mad world
Mad world
gotta break out from this cycle
monotony of life
it's more that i can bear
when all the days they look alike
it's difficult expressing
what's going through my mind
when living loses purpose
it's a very very
Mad world
Mad world
Mad world
Mad world
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4. |
Mile After Mile
03:34
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mile after mile I find things that excite
there comes my smile filled with genuine delight
so many years worth of anguish extinguished tonight
it feels so right, it's okay
no one to ticket to, on endless commutes
nothing but endless field, serene, absolute
I can't believe it took this long to realize the truth
it feels so new, it's okay
I could roll on toward this horizon forever
where the sunlight shoots from the ground
perfect moments such as these won't last forever
have to cherish this while it lasts
day after day, wonders meeting my eye
people and spaces I'd never surmise
that I would meet such adventure by finding my light
it feels so right, it's okay
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5. |
Bus with Wings
03:03
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I could go all around the world today
if my bus had wings, i'd fly away
no second thoughts, i'd travel the earth in a day
the outer reaches of the east, let's say
check out eurasia and napal, bombay
the endless hills, and mountains, i'm on my-y way
yes i'd go eastward, and westward, and southbound and north
visit venice and london, and hong kong and more
go to places i never had heard of before
just a simple as lifting this bus off the floor
where i'm going, i would not need roads
in my bus with wings i'd like to go
not think too much, there's nothing to fear, much to know
won't need a passport, gotta fly so free
drive along, I've got a front row seat
to countless clouds, the weather's below my-y feet
yes i'd go eastward, and westward, and southbound and north
visit venice and london, and hong kong and more
go to places i never had heard of before
just a simple as lifting this bus off the floor
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6. |
Lady Hitchhiker
03:35
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saw a girl by the road
had to lighten her load
I was going her way
slung her life on her back
so she threw in her pack
and was welcome to stay
so the freeway was bare
nothing but open air
all we had was ourselves
we were both of a flock
and i liked her a lot
we got comfortable
this lady hitchhiker was a doll
my road trip won't be lonely at all
i'll share my light with her, have a ball
if she could stay with me, that's her call
and there's so much to learn
no obligations concerned
we had so much free time
got to know each other
my path could change with her
she could alter my life
this lady hitchhiker was a doll
my road trip won't be lonely at all
i'll share my light with her, have a ball
if she could stay with me
after hours of talk
she said this was her stop
we went separate ways
so I'm back by myself
the emotions I felt
so tough to convey
that lady hitchhiker was a doll
but now she's gone, i'm feeling so small
it seems so empty here after all
cuz she won't stay with me
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7. |
To Go Home
03:44
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There's a hole that grows inside of me now
like a tire that burst along this road
it's my soul deflating all of my
expectations, i got a flat
i think it's time to go home
out of fuel, my energy depleted
all my joy is spent and now i'm dry
it's a while before i get to the
refueling station, i'm outta gas
i think it's time to go home
well it seems like people know my name now
and they claim that i'm a local hero
all i did was take my bus and drove
my vehicle's worn out, like my soul
at least i got my way home
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8. |
The Audience
03:06
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Something about the audience
something about the crowd
Something about the way I feel
and I got to get you now
craving the high publicity
craving a lotta fame
craving the popularity
there's so much I gotta gain
you know me by my story
how I got out from the grind
I'm the mild-mannered bus driver
who ventured way off the line
wanting to be in interviews
wanting to be a name
wanting to be a somebody
and wanting to stake a claim
happy to make to the headlines
happy to be well known
happy to be in prime time
so happy and that's my goal
and you recognize my image
as the guy who fled the grid
and then every time you see my face
you know my familiar grin
and I stroll right down the carpet
at a gala time event
as I enter in the paparazzi's
flashing, then come in tens
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9. |
Yesterday's News
03:04
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and so it comes to this
my fifteen minutes are up
and so it comes to this
my fifteen minutes are up
all my celebrity status
went away it's too late
and now i'm just singing the blues
cuz i'm yesterday's news
no longer in the papers
i ain't got fame no more
no longer in the papers
i ain't got fame no more
i'm just a regular joe
who met the end of his show
no longer throwing parades
for me, my glamor has faded
and now i'm just singing the blues
cuz i'm yesterday's news
so now i'm all out of options
the end of my rope
i'm nearly at my conclusion
i know there's no hope
how else can i continue
and go back to what i've been through
so now i'm just singing the blues
i'm still yesterday's news
what else can i do?
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10. |
Passenger Stories
03:42
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Did I tell you the story of Sweeney?
Such a sweet woman, age 82
she would bring me a bundle of cookies
Piece of candy, or gum I could chew
She would thank me for kneeling my bus in
took a moment to lift up her foot
such an honest and long-living lady
and a symbol for all that is good
she inherited such a big fortune
gave her riches away to the poor
so instead she just uses the buses
every morning, she goes through my doors
Did I tell you the tale of Marcelo?
ran for office in fall of last year
shook my hand and he said that his father
was a hard working driver like me
so he catered to all of our wishes
cuz he sorely desired the vote
but he lost in the polls by a landslide
now he rides in the bus with the folks
oh he said he would make our lives easier
if he garnered a seat in the fall
even though he had lost, it was not a waste
cuz my bus has a seat after all
Did I tell you the tale of a driver
Who escaped all the doldrums of life
If I hadn't returned to my city
would've missed out on finding my light
it was there all along in the people
who I served every day from the start
and to top it all off, met a woman
who would go on to fill up my heart
if I hadn't come back, I would miss so much
I would leave out a piece of my soul
it's a life full of passenger stories
and together we ride our way home
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