Verse 1 I woke up in home, feeling oh so low, I’ve got to catch the bus to Nirjuli, you know. The road’s in bad shape, full of potholes and grime, But today it's a sea of puddles, and we're drifting through time. Chorus It’s the zero point to Nirjuli blues, The road’s turned to a sea, and we’re singing the blues. Our bus is like a boat, and we’re splashing through the storm, In this soggy adventure, we’re all feeling forlorn. Verse 2 The driver’s got a raincoat, and the windshield’s like a flood, The seats are turning squishy, and the floor’s a soggy mud. The windows are misty waves, and the bus is making waves, We’re floating through this ocean, in our wobbly, wet enclave. Chorus It’s the zero point to Nirjuli blues, The road’s turned to a sea, and we’re singing the blues. Our bus is like a boat, and we’re splashing through the storm, In this soggy adventure, we’re all feeling forlorn. Bridge The tires are like propellers, and the horn’s a foghorn blast, We’re navigating puddles like a ship that's sinking fast. My hat’s now a water dish, my boots are squishing too, And I’m laughing at the sogginess, with a view that's askew. Chorus It’s the zero point to Nirjuli blues, The road’s turned to a sea, and we’re singing the blues. Our bus is like a boat, and we’re splashing through the storm, In this soggy adventure, we’re all feeling forlorn. Outro So here’s to the damp journey, and the bus that won’t dry, To the sea of muddy puddles, and the never-ending sky. zero point to Nirjuli, a ride you won’t forget, It’s the soggiest, splashiest trip, with no regrets!