The plaza is filled with creeps
Sitting along the concrete
***** smelly feet
Untrustworthy gas station meat

I lean up against the wall
See a man who's very tall
Beside an old lady who's about to fall

Granny stumbles around, dazed and confused
Doesn't even know which pills to choose
Asks tall guy which ones to take
Guy blows her off like candles on a cake

I interject, "Can I help you, ya old hag?"
Gran gran then opens the bag

I gaze upon the pills
The entire pack is filled
Stuff like this could go for many dollar bills

Granny says, "I need my Tuesdays."
I tell her, "Lady do you even read due dates?"

I don't know gran, you're on your own
You're gonna hafta figure this one out alone

Bus rolls up an somethins queer
Some pretty sketchy characters filling up the rear
So I take a seat up front, straight up Rosa parks
Weirdos left an right with their ****** birth marks

Guys with beards so long they could choke a man with em
Mexi with a ****, two others smokin with him
Many oddities line all up and down the bus
So I turn my frown upside down and try not to cuss