Lyrics
[Start] [Intro – spoken, proud over bouncy dusty drums] There are regular seats. There are bad seats. And then there’s that one seat… You know the one. [Verse 1] Caught the bus right before it hissed shut Whole day crooked, whole shirt scuffed Then I seen it glowing by the middle-back row Not too close to the smell, not too far from the door Window seat open, no stain in sight AC hit perfect on the left-hand side Cushion had bounce, not a mystery lean That’s a public transit limousine Sat down slow like I earned that thing Backpack on lap like a royal king Knees not crushed, elbow got room Whole bus turned into a budget throne room Driver hit brakes, I ain’t even slide Grip game strong, got commuter pride Some folks need money, some folks need fame I got leg space and that changed the game [Chorus] Bus seat royalty Move with loyalty Middle-back throne with the window spoiling me Whole route watching while I sit there properly Bus seat royalty Tiny victory Ain’t got much, but the cushion chose me For twenty-six stops, I’m important mostly [Verse 2] Man got on with a giant bag Swinging that thing like medieval swag Almost took my kneecap clean off I forgave him once, then coughed real soft Lady on speaker having full court drama Something about Keisha, rent, and somebody’s mama I don’t want business, but I heard Act Three Now I’m emotionally invested for free Kid in the aisle eating chips too loud Crumbs hit air like a nacho cloud One fell close, had to guard my land Royalty suffer what peasants can’t understand Bus turned left and the sunlight hit Made my whole cheekbone feel legit For a short little second with my headphones low I was prince of the 204 [Chorus 2] Bus seat royalty Cheap nobility Middle-back throne with suspicious stability Whole route shaking but it can’t get rid of me Bus seat royalty Low-budget dynasty Ain’t got gold, but the window chose me For twenty-six stops, I’m important mostly [Break] Then somebody coughed. Not regular coughed. (No regular coughs since Covid) Suspicious coughed. [pause] I almost abdicated. [Verse 3] Old man stepped on, cane in his hand Now the kingdom faced moral demands I looked at the seat, then looked at him Like this where the hero arc begin So I stood up smooth, said, “You good, sir” Lost my throne, but my conscience purred He sat down fast with a grateful nod I leaned on the pole like a generous god Now I’m standing up, bus doing stunts Driver hit potholes three at once I’m sliding sideways, gripping that rail Royalty gone, now I’m cargo mail But I ain’t bitter, I ain’t pressed Somebody needed that kingdom best Still, in my heart, I wear that crown Even when the brakes try to throw me down [Bridge – mock serious] Some seats teach patience Some seats teach grace Some seats smell weird And you don’t put your face But that one good seat On a bad day ride Can make a broke young man Feel rich inside Not deep rich. Like… Two tacos and bus fare rich. [Verse 4] Finally my stop came way too quick Pulled that cord with dramatic wrist Ding hit sweet like a temple bell Had to leave heaven by the Chevron Shell Stepped off proud with my bag held tight Evening breeze and the streetlamp light Bus pulled away with my throne still there Carrying dreams and recycled air Maybe tomorrow it waits for me Maybe some stranger gets destiny Maybe the cushion remember my name Maybe I’m weird for thinking this way Either way, I had my time Tiny crown on a Metro line Life stay rude, but it blessed me briefly Middle-back window, bus seat royalty [Final Chorus] Bus seat royalty Move with loyalty Middle-back throne with the window spoiling me Whole route watching while I sit there properly Bus seat royalty Temporary dynasty Ain’t got much, but the cushion chose me For twenty-six stops, I’m important mostly Bus seat royalty Let the record show I gave up the throne when the old man showed But deep in my soul, everybody know That was my seat. [Outro – spoken, fading] I’m not saying I’m a hero. I’m saying… that seat had lumbar support. Different thing.... Mostly. [End]