Sunday Morning
Tea in bed
Need a ride
Clear my head...
Kids watching TV
Partner on the phone
Heading to the garage
Time to hit 'the zone'
The Zone was great
But like this thread
It won't be long
Before I'm dead.
It's cold outside
and a little gray
looks like this weather
is here to stay
Forget the rain
I'm on my bike
The winding road
Is what I like
I get my knee
nice and low
sparks will fly
all day long
Winding through the corner
Twisting on the gas
Let's hope the coppers
doesn't catch my ass
My knee is low
The corner's tight
The road is wet
HELP (big fright)
heart's hitting redline
bike's on a slide
drifting like its speedway
but I right it just in time
but just as i relax
the bike takes a leap
i flew over a ditch
into eternal sleep
And then I wake
With a mighty scream
But I'm safe in bed
It was all a dream
Twist the throttle
Give it some gas
Don't be a nana
But don't be an ass
Righto, that's it!
I lie to the wife
"Going to the shops"
Ride of my life
Wind in my face
(bugs in my teeth)
I feel like I am flying
despite the rushing ground beneath
Katman's ahead
(Boring old fart)
Give it the ginger
And flip him the finger
"So if you meet me, have some sympathy, have some courtesy, have some taste ..."
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