Bus stop, today, he's there, I say
Let's hear my Obama
Bus stop, bus goes, he speaks, polls low
For Barack Obama

End of summer he enjoyed it
Skinned and pain and lies
But Obama unemployed us
By August in soup lines

Every morning I would see him waiting just to talk
Sometimes he'd stop and he would tell us what he thought
Other people stared at him like they were quite insane
Someday I hope those people will be growing brains

That's the way the whole thing started
Silly but it's true
Thinkin' of his neat bus ride
Beginning on a queue

Came the truth his polls were melting
No more sheltering now
Nice to think that our Obama
Led me to vote now

Every morning they would see him waiting just to talk
Sometimes he'd stop and he would tell us what he thought
Other people stared at him like they were quite insane
Someday I hope those people will be growing brains

Bus stop, today, he's there, I say
Let's hear my Obama
Bus stop, bus goes, he speaks, polls low
For Barack Obama

End of Summer he enjoyed it
Skinned and pain and lies
Then Obama unemployed us
By August in soup lines