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