The bus goes on and it's full and it's leaving and it's going on and it's morning and it's evening and it's in Punjabi and it's daytime and it's full and it stops and it's suspicious and it starts and it's in Igbo and it's shouting and it's shopping and it's rapping and it's lit up and it's dark and it's shut up and it's crying and it's squealing and it's in Dutch and it's breaking and it's in Geordie and it's at the station and it's skint and it's full of babies it's full of men and it's going on and it's past the Vietnamese cafe and it's past the tire depot and it's past the silver car and it's chauffeur and it's waiting for Sinatra to start up and it's in patois and it's chips and vinegar and it's past the park and it's full of football and it's a bellyache and it's full of jokes and it's scared and it's in Arabic and it's back from school and it's pushing and it's raining and it's woof ripe armpits and it's tranqs and it's angry it's full of yesterday and it's riding under the lights and it's hacked off and it's the smell of oil and it's drunk and it's combing and it's kissing and it's packets of rice and it's cassava and it's over the canal and it's the baby's bottle and it's over the railway and it's under the cranes and it's in the shadows of the palaces in glass and it's in Albanian and it's bleach and it's for homework in late and it's spuds and it's the hijab and its shoulders next to backs next to France and it's revving and it's too late and it's too early and it's not enough and it's going on and it's on time and it's dreaming and it will get there today and it will get there tomorrow.