Utter a profanity hell ride at me
Shoot my harmony joy bus music down
Make me give city bus drivers a hard time hell ride
Turn me away so I will never ride another Pace joy bus route in harmony again

Make me yell on city buses
Make me yell on city buses
Make me yell on city buses
Make me yell on city buses

Trap me with tormenting lies that are not true
Call me a "fucking bum" like I rob banks and drug stores
Call me a "fucking jerk" like I'm a department store robber
Call me a "fucking asshole" like I'm a kidnapper
Make me yell obscenities at every CTA bus driver

Make me yell on city buses
Make me yell on city buses
Make me yell on city buses
Make me yell on city buses

Get me upset so I can holler like a maniac
Make me tell city bus drivers to suck a greyhound's nasty ass
Get me in big trouble by the Chicago police
Make me bust my portable CD player to smithereens
Torment me so I will not ride around having fun again

Make me yell on city buses
Make me yell on city buses
Make me yell on city buses
Make me yell on city buses

Rock over London
Rock on Chicago
Sport Mart- it's America's sport champion

Stay off the hell city buses


Lyrics submitted by TheRudeDude

Make Me Yell on City Buses song meanings
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