Bus To Beelzebub

Get on to the bus

That's gonna take you back to Beelzebub

Get on to the bus

That's gonna make you stop going rub a dubYour words burn the air

Like the names of candy bars

Your mouth is cold and red

All in rings around your

Laugh, laughing, laughsIt's a grind grind

It's a grind

It's a grind grindI'll scratch you raw

L'etat c'est moi

I drink the drink

And I'm wall to wallI absorb trust like a love rhombus

I feel I must elucidate

I ate the chump with guile

Quadrilateral I was now I warp like a smileYellow no. 5

Yellow no. 5, 5, 5

Voulez-vous the bus