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Last seat on the bus, who you gonna trust
Which one do you follow, last seat on the bus
Don't make such a fuss
This much should make you hollow

'Cause every time you make yourself the reason
Is every time you make yourself beaten
Yeah

This is a American cliche
(Aah)
American, American
(Aah)
(Get on the bus)
(Aah)
This is a American cliche
(Aah)
American, American
(Aah)
(Get on the bus)

First seat on the bus, who you gonna trust
Which one do you may follow?
First seat on the bus
Don't make such a fuss

Which one do you make hollow
Now every time you make your friend the reason
And every time you make your friend the beaten
Yeah

This is a American cliche
(Aah)
American, American
(Aah)
(Get on the bus)
(Aah)
This is a American cliche
(Aah)
American, American
(Aah)
(Get on the bus)

You want a way to be the same
You want a way to be the same
You want a way to be the same
Oh no

[Incomprehensible] God God God God God
Yea yea oh