The bus jump, Biscuit driving.
Biscuit at the wheel.
Teetering on the cliff edge.
The rocket bus.
The giant hand catch.
The singalong.
Raw sketches, big laughs, work in progress.
The bus jump, Biscuit driving.
Biscuit at the wheel.
Teetering on the cliff edge.
The rocket bus.
The giant hand catch.
The singalong.
New song for the musical. Biscuit (with the kids).
The bus is rolling down the road, The kids are singing loud, But Biscuit's paws are on the dash, He's standing tall and proud. He nudged the driver with his nose, Said "move it over, friend, I've watched you drive a thousand miles, Now it's my turn to send..."
Biscuit take the wheel! Paws at ten and two! He's got the map, he's got the snacks, He knows just what to do! Through the hills and round the bends, He'll drive us straight and true, Everybody sing it now: Biscuit take the wheel!
The cliff is coming up ahead, The road is getting steep, But Biscuit's got that look in his eyes, He never falls asleep! He hits the gas, the bus jumps high, We're flying through the air, The kids are cheering, Biscuit's steering, Without a single care!
Biscuit take the wheel! Paws at ten and two! He's got the map, he's got the snacks, He knows just what to do! Through the hills and round the bends, He'll drive us straight and true, Everybody sing it now: Biscuit take the wheel!
Who needs a license when you've got heart? Biscuit's been driving from the very start! Four paws on the wheel, tail wagging free, The best damn driver that you'll ever see!
Biscuit take the wheel! Paws at ten and two! He's got the map, he's got the snacks, He knows just what to do! Through the hills and round the bends, He'll drive us straight and true, Everybody sing it now: Biscuit take the wheel!