SHE SAID “PRETENDING DOESN’T SUIT YA
WHY JA WANNA BE SOMEBODY ELSE?
THERE’S PLENTY PHONY STUFF AROUND
LOCKIN ALL OF US IN PRISON CELLS

THE ONLY WAY YOU’RE EVER GONNA WIN
IS IN YOUR OWN SKIN”

THAT LITTLE WILLIE SHAKESPEARE
HAD A LINE, “TO THY OWN SELF BE TRUE”
EASY NUFF TO SAY, HARDER YET TO LIVE IT LIKE SO FEW
THE ONLY WAY TO RISE ABOVE THE SIN
IS IN YOUR OWN SKIN

SKIN ALL YOU GOT
SKIN CAN’T BE BOUGHT
SKIN FIND A WAY
SKIN MAYBE SOME DAY

I WAS STANDING AT THE PEARLY GATES
WHEN PETER ASKED ME, “HOW’D IT GO?
HOPE YOU MADE IT REAL
I’LL PASS ALONG A SECRET THAT I KNOW
THE ONLY WAY YOU’RE EVER GETTING IN
IS IN YOUR OWN SKIN

THIS DRIVER SAID, “YOU GOTTA PAY THE FARE, SON
IF YOU’RE GONNA RIDE, ZAT SO LUDICROUS?
SIT RIGHT DOWN, I’M TAKING CARE OF EVERYTHING
AND I’LL NEVER THROW YOU UNDERNEATH THIS BUS
YEAH, I’LL NEVER THROW YOU UNDERNEATH THIS BUS”

CLICKING ON THE MIKE, HE THANKED THE RIDERS
FOR PICKING US, AND PAYING UP YOUR TRUST
BUT AS I HEARD HIM TALK, I GOT TO THINKING
SOUNDS LIKE A PLAN TO THROW US ALL BENEATH THIS BUS
HE HAD A PLAN TO THROW US UNDERNEATH THIS BUS
BIG OL’ PLAN TO THROW US ALL BENEATH THIS BUS

FURTHER DOWN THE ROAD I YANKED THE BUZZER
BUT HE SPEEDED UP AND YELLED, “JUST CUT THE FUSS
I’LL LET YOU OFF, WHEN I’M GOOD AND READY
AND IT’S TIME TO THROW YOU ALL BENEATH THIS BUS
YEAH, IT’S TIME TO THROW YOU ALL BENEATH THIS BUS
I AM THROWING YOU ALL UNDERNEATH THIS BUS”

BOOM BOOM

WE ALL LIKE SPEED BUMPS IN THE HIGHWAY
RIDER ROADKILL
WE JUST LIKE SPEED BUMPS IN THE ROADWAY
RIDER ROADKILL

IF YOU’RE GONNA RIDE / PAY THE FARE SON
RIDER ROADKILL
THANKING ALL YOU RIDERS / FOR PAYING UP YOUR TRUST
RIDER ROADKILL