Bee Bus Ride

Buzzing through the static line

Waiting on the yellow stripe

Six AM, the engine breathes

Soot and pollen on the leaves

Yellow frame and vinyl seats

Rolling down the quiet streets (hummmmm)

Ride the bee bus,

feel the vibration

Honeycomb streets, next station Buzzing through the city lane

In the sun and in the rain (yeah)

Fuzzy coat and heavy wheels

We don't care how winter feels

Gathering the daily crowd

Engine purring, soft and loud (ahhhh)

Stop to stop,

we make the climb

Keeping to our own sweet time (buzzing)

Yellow stripe

Quiet night (hummmmm)