Gimmie A Seat — текст песни (Moes Kitchen)

Waiting for the 45-Stockton
I keep my eye on the kid bragging `bout his new hand gun
The bus finally comes, quite full I can see
And an army of shopping bags cuts right in front of me
Just gimmie a seat
Just gimmie a seat
It`s 100 degrees I`m certain of that
She`s wearing a raincoat and a clear plastic hat
Swears she`s not getting wet, not today
And the driver just got off the bus to pick up some lunch on the way
What next?
Just gimmie a seat
Just gimmie a seat
Those tourists sure don`t look disabled
But they got the best seats on the bus
The old dude who looks kind of unstable
Starts to shout and cuss
Well I wish I had a dollar
For every time I`ve sat next to Jesus
But we`ve been stuck in the tunnel for an hour
Come on Jesus, why`d you leave us?
Why don`t you...
Gimmie a seat
Just gimmie a seat
Just gimmie a seat
Just gimmie a seat
Back door! Back door!