The wheels on the bus go
Hiss, hiss, hiss
Hiss, hiss, hiss
Hiss, hiss, hiss
The wheels on the bis go
Hiss, hiss, hiss
As they slowly run out of air
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
The evils of this World hold you by a leash to Stay in controll
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Sons of night Wicked deeds Doomed they are
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