Standard (EADGBE)
Chorus
Bridge
Solo is quite easy to figure out. Stay in, I think, the E scale.
Lyrics
Been on the bus, since a quarter to one.
I'm baking like a chicken on the bus in the setting sun.
Home home, home, under the window.
Is the a shot or a car? I don't know! I don't know! I DON'T KNOW!
The city smokes and city chokes and crackin' open,
I hear the city screaming!
Twenty-four hours, all night all day.
The city hums and boils and cracks and beats away.
Stir 'em around, stick 'em over the fire.
No wonder everybody strung up tighter than a goddamn piano wire.
The city smokes and city chokes and crackin' open,
I hear the city screaming!
Crack the whip and Mr. Jack the Knife,
Were doing their trip on the corner underneath the streetlight late last
night.
What if the homeboys just take it on home sweet home.
Well you can blow your own selves away but leave the rest of us alone.