Get On The Bus

Coming soon in the next installment of the "Let's Be..." series: Those wicked people of Nineveh. The ones that should be destroyed.

Four or five years ago my friend Toby published this song. It popped into my head a couple days ago. He was kind enough to send me a lyrics sheet with permission to "use in any shape or form you like. Slice, dice, julienne or destroy."

Thanks Toby. They are quite perfect the way you created them, and thank for having the audible version...ummm...ah yes...here it is.

Get on the Bus

Don’t ya wanna come, don’t ya wanna ride
Don’t ya wanna party in the church of brutal honesty…

I get so tired dancing round your definitions
How’s a boy to be inspired conjugating your contritions
We got the skills but we abandon in frustration
We must use them well to bring about the salvation…

I get no love, where is the love
I need the love, get on the bus now

Don’t ya wanna come, don’t ya wanna ride
Don’t ya wanna party in the church of brutal honesty…
You could be saved, take it to your grave
Come and see the way in the church of brutal honesty

I could guess for days the hidden meanings of what you tell
Is it my place, to be refilling your attention well?
I got big love, it’s enough to be drunk on twice
That should be enough, if it isn’t baby, testify…

I get no trust, where is the trust
I need the trust, baby get on the bus now

CHORUS

SOLO

I’ve said my piece, now it’s time to nail the follow through
My demons been released, I’m sanctified brother, how bout you…

I’ve got the love, I’ve got the big, big love
I’ll give you love if you get on the bus now