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Stalled in Traffic, A Bus Oddity

So, you’re drivin' yir bus, humming away to classic tunes in my head, especially in in times of dread. Here's one from the other day when i was stuck in heavy traffic.

Bus Oddity

Traffic Control to Driver John

Traffic Control to Driver John

Take your caffeine pills and put your shirt & tie on

Traffic Control to Driver John (ten, nine, eight, seven, six)

Commencing countdown, engine on (five, four, three, two)

Check ignition and may God's love be with you (one, drive off)

♫♪

This is Traffic Control to Driver John

You have not made the grade

And your supervisor wants to know the colour of shoes you wear

Now it's time to leave the bus cab if you dare

This is Driver John to Traffic Control

I'm stepping through the door

And I'm moving in no particular way

And the cars look very different today

For here

Am I sitting in a tin can

Road traffic has unfurled

I'll do my best to get through

But there's not much I can do

♫♪

Though I'm past one hundred thousand miles

I'm feeling very still

And I think my bus buddy knows which way to go

Tell my wife I love her very much she knows

Traffic Control to Driver John

Your circuit's dead, there's something wrong

Can you hear me, Driver John?

Can you hear me, Driver John?

Can you hear me, Driver John? Can you-

Here am I rattling 'round my tin can

Hoping to be home soon

More overtime is due

And there's nothing I can do

♫♪


Lyrics borrowed from David Bowie

___ The Bus Driver

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