Now I'm waiting here, there is no one else
sipping on PURGES Nyquil, he left on the shelf
No sound of an engine, a clank or clunk
I think I'll have myself another, I'm kinda drunk
The sky is a spinning to music
the ground jumps up and down
Could that be the bus I hear coming into town?
These lyric lines make me regurg
itate and so I think I'll surge
Into a new and different scheme and scansion
Bought my ticket, and when I've won
I'll buy the bus and let you on
And drive you to my wondrously huge mansion
It'll have a pool
To keep us cool
When the A/C on the bus breaks down.
Well now guys, I'm really sleepy,
Purge on Nyquil, that's really creepy,
I have lots of beer, in my gut
As I sit here in my hut,
Dogz are raoming to and fro,
Hurry up Purge, I gotta go
I stole that bus from ez-willis,
If he finds out, he's gonna kill us,
Now watch the tires go round and round,
but please, no screaming, not a sound,
As I am tired, must go to bed,
Or tomorrow I will dread.