Текст песни Waiting for the Bus - Chumbawamba
My
name
is
Gary
Tyler,
Louisiana-born
Shadow
of
the
poplar
tree
on
fields
all
ripe
with
corn
Sixteen
years
I
counted
on
the
rising
of
the
sun
I'm
just
waiting
for
the
bus
to
take
me
home
Of
all
the
Disunited
States
divided
black
and
white
Louisiana
taught
me
how
to
think
and
how
to
fight
Sixty
of
us
kids
aboard
the
number
91
I'm
just
waiting
for
the
bus
to
take
me
home
Bus
was
barely
moving
we
were
set
upon
and
stopped
Watched
200
white
boys
throwing
bottles,
cans
and
rocks
Trapped
and
scared
together
there
was
nowhere
we
could
run
I'm
just
waiting
for
the
bus
to
take
me
home
Boy
outside
the
bus,
an
automatic
in
his
hand
We
heard
a
single
shot
and
then
we
all
just
hit
the
ground
I
never
pulled
a
trigger
and
I
never
held
a
gun
I'm
just
waiting
for
the
bus
to
take
me
home
White
boy
lay
there
bleeding
cops
they
searched
the
bus
Never
found
a
thing
to
say
that
it
was
one
of
us
Took
us
down
the
station
they
were
beating
us
for
fun
I'm
just
waiting
for
the
bus
to
take
me
home
Gun
produced
from
nowhere
pinned
the
crime
on
me
A
lynchmob
for
a
jury
meant
they'd
never
set
me
free
Thirty
years
in
prison
for
a
crime
I
haven't
done
I'm
just
waiting
for
the
bus
to
take
me
home
Waiting
here
the
world
has
turned
a
thousand
times
or
more
Stranded
like
the
man
who
never
knew
they'd
stopped
the
war
Waiting
for
the
pardon
but
the
pardon
never
comes
I'm
just
waiting
for
the
bus
to
take
me
home.
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3 Add Me
4 Words Can Save Us
5 Hull or Hell
6 El Fusilado
7 Unpindownable
8 I Wish That They'd Sack Me
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10 All Fur Coat & No Knickers
11 Fine Line
12 A Fine Career
13 To a Little Radio
14 (Words Flew) Right Around the World
15 Sing About Love
16 Bury Me Deep
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18 Compliments of Your Waitress
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22 Refugee
23 Same Old Same Old
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