This Bus is Bound for Glory (Synthesis) (to be sung)

This bus it carries all comers, this bus,

On this bus you follow the rules, this bus,

This bus, it's cool in the summers, this bus,

This bus goes to excellent schools, this bus.

This bus, it is bound for glory, this bus,

Its last stop is for the holy, this bus,

Its top deck's a golden story, this bus,

In its long bar, some drink Stoli, this bus.

We ride all our lives on this bus, this bus,

Inside are forests, parks, and homes, this bus,

On it we feel joy and we fuss, this bus,

On it we write poems and read tomes, this bus.

I believe in biz eth, and this vision,

Can both be true?  Must there be excision?

This bus, it is bound for glory, this bus.