| Song | Night Bus |
| Artist | Jaya the Cat |
| Album | More Late Night Transmissions With... |
| Ey!Ten thirty at the shawarma joint | |
| Fuelin’ up for another night | |
| You get your 'broodje doner' and a pack of smokes | |
| Two white pills and you’re good to go | |
| Warm rain fallin’ on the cracked cement and if you close your | |
| Eyes this city almost seems innocent | |
| Dressed in camouflage and beat down kicks | |
| On a midnight patrol through the kingdom of the wicked | |
| Put on your coat, head out the door | |
| Spend your money at the pool hall wonder what you’re working for | |
| Now you’re outside smoking cigarettes just standing in the rain | |
| Waiting for the night bus to take you home again. | |
| Somewhere out in china town at a drum and bass party in a beat down warehouse | |
| The generator has broken down, the music stops and the lights go out | |
| And we’re all prayin’ for a miracle here: postpone the dawn before we make it home again | |
| Like a vampire with a tan, when the sun comes up you’re the last one standing | |
| Feels like you’re spinning while this world stays stuck in place | |
| But there ain’t nothing here you’re missing anyway | |
| Put on your coat, head out the door | |
| Spend your money at the pool hall wonder what you’re working for | |
| Now you’re outside smoking cigarettes just standing in the rain | |
| Waiting for the night bus to take you home again. | |
| Put on your coat, head out the door | |
| Spend your money at the pool hall wonder what you’re working for | |
| Now you’re outside smoking cigarettes just standing in the rain | |
| Waiting for the night bus to take you home again. |
| Ey! Ten thirty at the shawarma joint | |
| Fuelin' up for another night | |
| You get your ' broodje doner' and a pack of smokes | |
| Two white pills and you' re good to go | |
| Warm rain fallin' on the cracked cement and if you close your | |
| Eyes this city almost seems innocent | |
| Dressed in camouflage and beat down kicks | |
| On a midnight patrol through the kingdom of the wicked | |
| Put on your coat, head out the door | |
| Spend your money at the pool hall wonder what you' re working for | |
| Now you' re outside smoking cigarettes just standing in the rain | |
| Waiting for the night bus to take you home again. | |
| Somewhere out in china town at a drum and bass party in a beat down warehouse | |
| The generator has broken down, the music stops and the lights go out | |
| And we' re all prayin' for a miracle here: postpone the dawn before we make it home again | |
| Like a vampire with a tan, when the sun comes up you' re the last one standing | |
| Feels like you' re spinning while this world stays stuck in place | |
| But there ain' t nothing here you' re missing anyway | |
| Put on your coat, head out the door | |
| Spend your money at the pool hall wonder what you' re working for | |
| Now you' re outside smoking cigarettes just standing in the rain | |
| Waiting for the night bus to take you home again. | |
| Put on your coat, head out the door | |
| Spend your money at the pool hall wonder what you' re working for | |
| Now you' re outside smoking cigarettes just standing in the rain | |
| Waiting for the night bus to take you home again. |