[Verse 1: Unflinching Glasgow male lead, raw and loud, every line on the downbeat] Mile number twenty and the crowd went home Barriers stacked and I'm running alone Cups in the gutter and a wind off the Clyde Feet like bricks and a stitch in my side Engine behind me going slow and low Sweeper bus crawling like a hearse in the snow Driver leaned out with a blanket and a grin Said come on, big man, why don't you get in [Chorus: Unflinching Glasgow male lead, belted, full chest] The sweeper bus can wait I'm coming in late but I'm coming in straight Every mile mine at whatever the rate The sweeper bus can wait [Verse 2: Unflinching Glasgow male lead, unflinching, building] Mile twenty-two and the timing mats gone Workmen rolling up the tape on the lawn Lady on a doorstep with a jelly baby Shouted keep going, son, you're not crazy Rain coming sideways off the river and the tide Bus on my heels like a dog by my side Driver said the clocks are off, the race is done I said the clocks don't run it, pal, I run [Chorus: Unflinching Glasgow male lead, belted, full chest] The sweeper bus can wait I'm coming in late but I'm coming in straight Every mile mine at whatever the rate The sweeper bus can wait [Bridge: Unflinching Glasgow male lead, bus horn, the sweeper bus blasts its horn behind him, then the full band hits on his refusal and drives on louder] Horn went off like a ship in the fog I didn't turn round, I just kept on the slog Twenty-five, twenty-six and the corner in sight Point two left and I'm running on spite [Verse 3: Unflinching Glasgow male lead, full force, the whole band behind him] Turned on the Green and the street was a lane Cleaners in orange standing out in the rain Brooms held up in an arch to the line Dozen of them waiting for the last one in time Ran through the tunnel with my arms in the air Nobody timing it and I didn't care Driver got out and he gave me a hug Medal from a cleaner and tea in a mug [Chorus: Unflinching Glasgow male lead, belted, full chest] The sweeper bus can wait I'm coming in late but I'm coming in straight Every mile mine at whatever the rate The sweeper bus can wait [Outro: Unflinching Glasgow male lead, the guitars ring out] Brooms up Finished Bus can go [End]