Is the martyr ever happy if he loses what he loves?
A cookie cutter Columbine seems reasonable enough
Is the migrant ever running if he's heading right towards home?
America! land of the free, in which I do condone
And the bus still hasn't come
And the bus still hasn't come to school just yet
We'll criticize the media and tell them of their sins
A phone box confessional to meet their terrorist ends
Just build a bomb and light it up so you can let out
We'll build a wall to keep 'em in and end this dreadful drought
And the bus still hasn't come
And the bus still hasn't come
And the bus still hasn't come to school just yet
Salut the entertainer; shoot the soldier in the night
Backpacked kids with .22's say they have got the right
And the bus still hasn't come
And the bus still hasn't come
I hope the bus will never come
I hope the bus will never come
I hope the bus will never come home