The Bus - Billy Preston

Just got home from Viet Nam

Come home and found my brother gone

Wo, wo-wo wo, oh, Lord, hey hey hey, yeah

The bus is comin'

The funky system’s gotta fall now

Or it’s gotta be changed to include us all

Oh the Constitution, the Bill of Rights

Lord hey hey hey hey!

The bus is comin'

Yeah

Now is the time for you to understand

You can’t keep a good man down

Why don’t you try to lend a helping hand?

We can work it out together

Live in harmony forever, Lord

Got drunk one night, went to jail

The nasty pigs wouldn’t set my bail

Oh, Lord Lord, hey hey hey hey!

(Don't know why they did that)

The bus is comin'

All right!

(I had the money, why are the things so funky)

The bus is comin' yeah

The bus is comin'

Hey, hey, hey, yeah!

Hey!

Yeah, all right

Let’s get it on

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Come on, let’s groove on your…

Hey, hey, hey…

Feels good, yeah…

Yeah, come on

Ride on rhythm, ride on beat, come on

Ride on rhythm, ride on beat, come on

Ride on rhythm, ride on beat, feels good…

Hey, hey, hey, hey…

I feel good

Come on, let’s have party

Let me hear your…

Don’t you wanna party…

Feels good all right

It feels good all right…

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Well, well, well

Come on party…

Don’t wanna party…

Everybody, dance to the music…