Reality Is Waiting for a Bus Lyrics

Reality isn't easy to define,
Like turning water into wine.
It's a dream of fact based on fiction,
Everything you do has its restrictions.
Everyone has their own definition.
The records shops got plastic nutrition,
Cos music is the food of love.
But reality is waiting for a bus.

Anarchy sign on the bus-stop wall,
But it's very hard to relate the bus
To work, to keep in line
So who's gonna smash the state?

It's too easy to get cynical
And make the problem clinical,
But in which direction do you turn?
Do you preach or do you burn?
Pamphlets blowing in the breeze,
A mother on her weeping knees.
"Reality" is on the news at ten,
But the bus to work is late again.

Anarchy sign on the bus-stop wall,
But it's very hard to relate the bus
To work, to keep in line
So who's gonna smash the state?

So your reality is getting pissed,
Avoiding a world that shouldn't exist.
A world within your own sour mind,
Where everything can be re-defined.

"This is wrong", "I don't agree",
"I can't accept the reality".
"This is wrong", "I don't agree",
"I can't accept the reality".
"This is wrong", "I don't agree",
"I can't accept the reality".
"This is wrong", "I don't agree",
"I can't accept the reality".

So why base your life on simple trust?
Is reality waiting for a bus?