It's a Christmas special! Those Three Kings would have enjoyed it...

We three blokes are forming a queue,
Drinking beer we wanted to do,
Road and High Street, Square and Fountain
Now we're needing the loo.

Oh! Bus of wonder, Bus of night,
It won't turn up until the night,
Westfields leaving still in Ealing,

This may turn into a fight.

Still we wait and need the bog,
Will try to see the Drivers log,
He's not speeding leaving Ealing,
And he's got lost in the fog

Oh! Bus of wonder, Bus of night,
Now to much of our delight
We are leaving 'cos we are weeing
At the bus stop here tonight...