Beck – Sucker Without A Brain Lyrics

Sucker without a brain
Nothin to do again
Step into the street
Like the man on a flying trapeze

Here comes that bus
Right into your face
Now youre flying
Now youre flying home

Isnt it just like a dream
Sirens and people and everything
The driver tried to swerve
But he just didnt see ya
Now youre buried neath the wheel

Just like a tortilla

Here comes that bus
Right into your face
Now youre flying
Now youre flying home

When were dead we can all climb aboard
The fare is easy to afford
Sometimes you meet a fireman
Sometimes you meet a dancer
This is one ride where you wont need no transfer

Here comes that bus
Right into your face