Produced: January, 2024
Music, Lyrics by: Raymond Brogan
Performance by: Raymond Brogan, Alice Walker, and Clint Tyler
©2025 Raymond Brogan | Adrenaline Production | All Rights Reserved | Cover Art and Lyrics
[Verse 1 ]
The wheels on the bus go flat, flat, flat
Down the road where fucking no one's at
The driver hums a lullaby
But no one hears the reason why
[Verse 2]
The wipers swipe through blood and rain
The windows fog with silent pain
The seats are torn, the lights are low
The bus forgot where it should go
[Chorus ]
Round and round, the rhyme decays
The wheels gave out in haunted haze
Round and round, the silence grows
The bus still moves, but no one knows
[SOLO]
[Verse 3 ]
The horn on the bus won’t make a sound
It echoes deep beneath the ground
The doors won’t fucking close, the brakes won’t hold
The engine hums a tale too old
[Verse 4]
Everyone on the bus don’t laugh or cry
They stare ahead with hollow eye
The wheels went flat, the road went black
And no one’s ever coming back
[Chorus ]
Round and round, the rhyme decays
The wheels gave out in haunted haze
Round and round, the silence grows
The bus still moves, but no one knows
[Chorus]
Round and round, the tale turns cold
The nursery song is bought and sold
Round and round, the echoes stay
The wheels went flat and lost their way
[Chorus]
It wasn’t just a ride to where ever
It was a loop, a twisted fever
And when the wheels began to fail
We learned the cost of every tale