Bus from Hell
I wake up at seven
Need to wash my face
I need to leave
Without a trace
I go to the bus stop
I've got a meeting at eight
I keep checking the time
But I'm gonna be late
Just when I've given up
I hear a loud horn blast
Ain't no bus I've ever seen
But I need to go fast
Bus from Hell
Number 666
Bus from Hell
Where'd You get your kicks?
I've got a story to tell
So you better grab your bell
The terror there was
Makes my blood burn red
Lightning and thunder roar
The bus drives through the dirt
My life flashes before my eyes
I take one last look at the skies
The bus stops and I shiver
It's Satan's mighty figure
I ask him why I'm in this hell hole
He said it's your fault
Bus from Hell
Number 666
Bus from Hell
The devil and his tricks
Bus from Hell
Number 666
Bus from Hell
Number 666
Bus from hell
Writer/s: Kieran Verzin
