Come on down to the sacred bus stop
Sing the songs and see the show
Sign the contract, you can wait here
So when the bus comes, you will know
Pay the fare, we’ll pass the plate ‘round
Shake some stranger’s hand, I s’pose
Make sure you’re dressed for the occasion
You can’t leave town in local clothes
Sit on the bench, recite your purpose
For wanting so bad to leave town
Security will check your baggage
Too much will only way us down
But come on down to the sacred bus stop
I know there’s one on every block
But only this one has the right route
They’ll probably take you to a lower stop
All passengers at the sacred bus stop
Trust your driver and get in line
Heaven knows it’s a bumpy road
But the destination will be worth your time
I’m sorry, sir, this is the sacred bus stop
Seems our list is full, this just won’t do
We pride ourselves at the sacred bus stop
On perfect patrons, and that’s not you
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