Make The Bus The way you are now You're never gonna make the bus Even though Everybody's so impressed You've got "Do androids dream of electric sheep?" under your pillow Oh! I saw you spit on London just like you were Peter Pan The way you are now You're never gonna make it in my kitchen Last I was here I was convinced I was your favorite warrior I've got a terrible fixation Can't get it off my mind Don't really want to know it better Want to keep it in the realm of fantasy You wanted me just for a holiday Or was it to pad your resume? What do you give me but unwanted breakthroughs Strange how certain details subvert everything They lied their way into my prism I was molested by some hundred year old men But all I saw was proof of God's boredom And the dark effects of nothing natural OMG! WTT! Aww girl we been through hell about it! Then I see our friends and... Everybody's so excited! I'm standing over you eating juicy fruits till it gets in your eye! I've got a terrible fixation Can't get it off my mind Don't really want to know it better Want to keep it in the realm of fantasy