And of course, the song we always sang as the bus pulled into the lot at the end of the journey:

To the tune of Auld Lang Syne:

We're here because we're here because we're here because we're here
We're here because we're here because we're here because we're here.

The bus drivers had a love/hate relationship with that one. They hated the song, but knew it was the last one they'd have to endure.

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