Crushed and cramped in an old rusting bus
I kept my backpack close to me, making no fuss
The old Peruvian woman snored next to me
And the film on the bus was showing Bruce Almighty
The smell of spiced beef and the sound of Spanish chat
And all eyes upon where I sat
Winding up sandy roads in the valley of the Andes range
Another crazy adventure for me in a land so strange
Then, the breaks hit hard and I went flying forward
And the bus seemed to crash going onward
All I saw was the cliffs edge
And for a single moment I thought we would be over the ledge
I grabbed my mobile phone to tell those I loved
But before I could, the bus got stuck in the mud
Moments from death, really made me think
But more than that, I badly needed a drink.
