I was waiting on the 101
When the insect appeared to me
He said 'with soft blue cushy seats, Steve
You could just lie down
And take a very long nap'
I'd agreed
Just rest my eyes
From all I'd seen
I would just be another
Sleeping as we ride
Sleeping on my side
Missed my stop, continued to sleep
Missed all my stops for the next two weeks
I rode his bus, till it was out of gas
And just then I saw
The number 1-M is coming down the street
Metal benches so orderly
When she stopped I got on
They closed the door behind me
Without the shades, it'd blind me
Now I'm stuck downtown
I feel uncomfortable
But that doesn't matter
I get to where I go
And I told you
You gotta smash that Hercules beetle
You gotta crush that shiny, shiny bug
He's been following me around all these years
His pen is a syringe
And these words are his drugs
His bus has red velvet sidewalks
And night black leather seats
His bus goes straight down
C'mon let's get on this bus
Gonna ride all damned day
And go nowhere
Don't ya dare lookit sideways
Don't you look sideways at me
For all to see
His bus leaves a trail of flames
Human hearts broken and deflected
To an inhuman image of a big chief
Red velvet upholstery
And there is that big green beetle
And he's licking that needle
Now he's my typewriter
And with that the story's done
And with that, my story's done, but
You gotta smash that Hercules beetle
You gotta crush that shiny bug
His typewriter is a pharmacy
I got a backpack full of drugs