Busstop - Daan

One of those nights I was waiting for the hornone of those nights I was out

sleeping in the corn

One of those nights, my fingers tight up in my hair

One of those nights I was naked square, descending stairs

We’re digging for minor gold

We’ve all got a line on hold

That ain’t no busstop, just a shelter from the rain

That ain’t no busstop, just a shelter from the rain

Ain’t no bus stopping here

Ain’t no ticket that’ll get you anywhere

Ain’t no bus stopping here

Ain’t no ticket

Just a hood, just a could

Just a tiny man out in the universe

Just a hood, some kind of midget man

Just a tiny hood, well, that ain’t no

That ain’t no busstop, just a shelter from the rain

That ain’t no busstop, just a shelter from the rain

Last time I saw a bus stopping there was way back in 1973

Somebody got paid to put it there

Somebody will get paid to tare it back down

Where is the sucker that told me this was a busstop?

I don’t think it is

I’m quite sure it ain’t

No, this ain’t no busstop

I don’t see no bus stopping around here

And my eyes are not mistaken, I’m bright

I don’t see no bus

I don’t see no bus, just a tiny little little hood

That ain’t no busstop, just a shelter from the rain

That ain’t no busstop, just a shelter from the rain

Just 2 square meters of concrete ment to divert your attention

From the bus that ain’t stopping there

From the people that ain’t waiting there

That ain’t no busstop, just a shelter from the rain

That ain’t no busstop, just a shelter for your pain