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Hymn for the Bus Drivers
03:36
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Ride the bus
Ride the bus
Ride the bus
You pretty, pretty, pretty, girl
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2. |
Ride the Bus
02:18
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I don’t wanna go to the carwash, baby
I just wanna ride the bus
I don’t wanna rot on the freeway, baby
I just wanna ride the bus
I just wanna
Ride the bus
I don’t wanna eat your combos, baby
I just wanna ride the bus
I don’t wanna piss in your bottle, baby
I just wanna ride the bus
I just wanna
Ride the bus
I don’t wanna meet at McDonald’s, baby
I just wanna ride the bus
I don’t wanna sleep in a rest stop, baby
I just wanna ride the bus
I just wanna
Ride the bus
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3. |
Smoking on the BRT
03:47
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Smoking on a BRT
Smoke a cigarette with me
I’ve got a full pack of Mavs
And not an ounce of patience
And I’m going to spewing all the way down
To Louis Stokes Station
Smoking on a BRT
Smoke a cigarette with me
You know all the women and children
They hate jazz
Cuz I’m riding with them
All the way down Euclid Ave
Smoking on a BRT
Smoke a cigarette with me
I met a skater here once, he was
Five dollars from being broke
He turned to me and he told me,
“Cowboys never drink Diet Coke”
Smoking on a BRT
Smoke a cigarette with me
Let me tell you all a story
I was waiting at the BRT stop
Outside Playhouse Square
When an old Greek guy came
Up to me and he said,
“Hey man, smoke ‘em if you got ‘em”.
I turned to this guy and said,
“What do you think I am, man?
Some sort of Lucky Strike loser, man?
Heck no, man!
I’m a Marlboro Man, man!
I’m a Virginia Slim Jim, man!
I’m Camel Cam, man!
But I’m not and I’ll never be
A Lucky Strike Loser!”
Smoking on a BRT
Smoke a cigarette with me
We better ash this before we
Get to the Cleveland Clinic
Cuz those doctors and cats will say,
“Man, they call it the Healthline for a reason!”
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4. |
Eight Bus Bry
03:03
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Don’t you look into his eye
He’s a really strange guy
He’s got an FBI file
I haven’t seen him for a while
You might’ve seen him on January 6th
Don’t ask him, he says the election was fixed
He takes eight buses to get to the capital
All the bus drivers say “hey man, that aint practical”
Don’t you ask him who he voted for
I don’t wanna hear anymore
Spent twenty years in jail
But now he’s out on bail
All the bus drivers in the city
Never call him by his name, just hillbilly
He’s got a texas twang and a honky tonk face
He’s gonna tell you about his favorite race
Up in cowboy heaven
He’s robbing a 7/11
From Dallas to Tacoma
He’s always in a coma
Not counting the redline
He’s always doing crime
He thinks he’s John Wayne
He’s driving me insane
They let him out on good behavior
Cause he found a lord and savior
I see him getting in bed with Marc Tow
And I swear to God, I’ve even seen him at one of our shows
Do you know what I’m saying?
He’s in the jailhouse praying
Do you know what I mean?
He’s the American dream
He’s chugging another Mountain Dew
And binge-watching Fox News
He thinks he’s John Wayne (Gacy)
He's driving me crazy
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5. |
Subway Sally
03:14
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Hey Subway Sally
Hey Subway Sally
Got me running round uptown
I’ve never been before
Won’t you show me around
Sally’s in the Bowery
Til half past two
She’s telling me to come on through
Cuz I’m a wham, bam, man
Hey Subway Sally
Take us home
Hey Subway Sally
Hey Subway Sally
You’re oh so cool
But these New Yorkers, man
They think I’m a fool
She’ll drive a cab
Then go shopping
Just a dollar slice
And some borough hopping
She asks me where’s the NB stall
She said she said she’s seen them all
Hey Subway Sally
Take us home
Hey Subway Sally
Hey Subway Sally
I don’t know where I’m at
You got my brain criss crossed
Looks like an MTA map
Sally’s got her headphones
And her eyes in a book
She’s knows every stop
She doesn’t have to look
Hey Subway Sally
Take us home
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6. |
Georgette
03:06
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Talking to a baby in the brand new red blue jeans
Talking to a baby in the brand new red blue jeans
She said, “sorry big daddy, you don't drive a Ford machine”
Can’t take a bus to lakefront property
Can’t take a bus to lakefront property
She said, “sorry daddy-o, you’re gonna need a car to see me”
She turned my down cause I’m not cruising around
I just like to take the slow ride into town
Sometimes I’m mad, sometimes I’m glad
But I just take the bus because I’m bad, bad, bad
Then I met Georgette and she don’t mind that I’m car-free
Then I met Georgette and she don’t mind that I’m car-free
Guess that’s the way silver shines way down in Tennessee
Me and Georgette, we’re going down to New Orleans
Me and Georgette, we’re going down to New Orleans
Down on the bayou, looking like a couple of queens
I don’t drive a Chevy or tow a truck
She don’t mind cause I ride the bus
I aint buzzing around on a private jet
But that don’t phase my sweet Georgette
When I smoke around sweet Georgette
She asks to hit my cigarette
I aint burning rubber cause I aint a trucker
She don’t mind and you know I really love her
So alone in the city
Can’t go anywhere the bus line don’t run
But what do I care the suburbs are nowhere
I guess I’ll just walk around like a vampire in the sun
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7. |
Bird Passing Through
03:43
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No I don’t want you to be
Just a bird passing through
And I don’t want you to see
All the pain you put me through
Don’t know what it’s like to be yourself
Don’t know what it’s like to be yourself
That a kind lady lives here
A kind lady lives here
A kind lady lives here
A kind lady lives here
Oh I know we’ll meet again
In a field painted blue
And I know that compass lies
Where I ain’t going to
I don’t sleep, I don’t swear
I don’t shop baby, I don’t share
Blackbird, blue jay sings their song
You think I’m going to be singing along
I don’t sleep, I don’t swear
I don’t shop baby, I don’t share
Rolling stock out of Altoona, PA
You think I’m going stop and say hey
Oh I know I have to go
Ride the rail rode by few
But I know that when I’m gone
I’ll be thinking of you
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8. |
Rail City Gun
03:19
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The mayor said, “strike when the city’s hot”
City planning said, “pave the ghetto with a parking lot”
The general said, “arm every condo with a cop”
The preacher said, “put a cross in the halal shop”
Rail city gun
They don’t know what it means to live here
The department said, “get our boys some new gear”
The bureau said, “make some dissidents disappear”
The neckbeard said, “you can ride the rail with a gun”
The convention said, “replace the bums with something fun”
Gotta make way for a limousine
Gott put up some safe graffiti
They've got their guns
Rittenhouse wants to have fun
Bus drivers, shoe shiners, noodle merchants
They’re all looking at you
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9. |
W. 5th 108th
02:45
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West 5th 108th
Only need a couple lanes through an empty patch of land
Soon enough you will see, traffic low, driving free
And some money to expand
One more
West 5th 108th
Only need a thousand lanes through an empty patch of land
Soon enough you will see, traffic low, driving free
And some money to expand
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10. |
Ballad of Jane Jacobs
02:05
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Jane Jacobs lived in the village square
A close knit block, a street affair
Man came by said you better fear
I want to build my highway here
Man’s Bobby Moses and he wanted to build
The Manhattan Expressway
Jane Jane said, “No, no, no
We oughta have a say”
Jane Jane
Jane Jane
Jane Jane
Jane got everyone on her block
To say LOMEX has got to stop
Voices heard and feelings felt
Caught the attention of a Roosevelt
She wrote her beige book in a day
Then she went to bed
Sold a million copies overnight
And that highway’s good as dead
That highway’s gone but Uncle Sam
Said “I’m gonna send your boys to Vietnam”
Jane took her family on the go
And moved to the ghetto of Toronto
Bobby’s boys will stop at nothing
To tear our cities down
If we stand up and keep on fighting
Jane Jacobs lives on
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11. |
Bus of Elysium
04:11
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Before I die I want to boogie on the bus
Before I die I want to boogie on the bus
Flowers in my boots, my left hand holds a lute
I wrote this song for you
And I wonder will death find me soon?
Before I die I want to dance upon a tram
Before I die I want to dance upon a tram
Clad in chrome, my neon cologne
I’m the only one I’ve known, it’s true
And I wonder will death find me soon?
In my grave I dance alone
Before I die I want to groove on the tube
Before I die I want to groove on the tube
For all my pageantry, everything that I dream
Is you
And I wonder will death find me soon?
I’m in love with all the people in the stars
They watch us from above as we eat our cotton candy bars
One last dance on the bus of Elysium
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12. |
3 Man
06:48
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3 Man likes his dog
One’s sick, one’s a log
But you can’t bring your dog on the RTA
And he thought I wouldn’t know but I know
Well he said he rode the bus
But I know that he drove
3 Man likes his beer
He drinks ten without fear
But you can’t fear beer on the RTA
And he thought I wouldn’t know but I know
Well he said he rode the bus
But I know that he drove
3 Man like his house
His house is filled with louse
But you can’t louse house on the RTA
And he thought I wouldn’t know but I know
Well he said he rode the bus
But I know that he drove
3 Man likes to snap
He snaps my buddy Pat
But you Pat snap on the RTA
And he thought I wouldn’t know but I know
Well he said he rode the bus
But I know that he drove
3 Man likes to fight
He fights when he’s never right
But you can’t right fight on the RTA
And he thought I wouldn’t know but I know
Well he said he rode the bus
But I know that he drove
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The Frans Cleveland, Ohio
The Frans are a public transit-inspired rock band from Cleveland, Ohio. We support the RTA. We sing for the bus drivers and rail riders. Ride the bus
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