Israel the Stingy Bus Driver

[Verse] Israel drives through the night Head gleaming under the light From Brazil to Kumamoto gone far Stinging heart behind his steering wheel scar [Verse 2] Passengers whisper in soft fuss Ask for change he just says hush Takai Takai his constant plea As he weaves through each street sea [Chorus] Takai he says don't ask again Takai he says can't pretend In Kumamoto shadows grow long Israel's bus rolls on and on [Verse 3] Bald head tells stories untold In his eyes the night’s grown cold Coins in his pocket jingle tight Israel’s words a constant spite [Bridge] Kumamoto lanes they sigh Underneath the Japanese sky Yet Israel's heart remains still Takai echoes his only thrill [Chorus] Takai he says with a sigh Takai he says till you cry Stingy driver on a lonely row Israel's bus continues slow