I Like My Bike

I like my bike

I’m goin on strike

against my car

gonna see how far

my bike can take me

before you waste me

cause you’re on your phone

while you move your ass

with your big four wheels

and your expensive gas

I’ll be ridin my bike

my b b b b bike

in the rain, in the night

legs aching with the might

looking straight at you

and you hate my sight

cause I’m turning left

and you hate to wait

but I’m a bandit on my bike

passing cars and runnin lites

to my next meeting

and my next date

and if I leave a little early

then I won’t be late

I can take my bike

my b b b b bike

I’m goin on strike

against my car

won’t you join me

out on the tar

and take it back

from those big ol’ cars

the road is ours

you might steal my bike

but its not special

its got a basket and a lite

its just a simple bike

I like my bike

my b b b b bike

I like to hike

but its faster on my bike

and kinda fun on my bike

I learned to peddle

through the turns

I wear no helmet

so kill me if you hit me

that way it won’t hurt long

It doesn’t take my cash

I might pay

with road rash

no plans to crash

but accidents happen

I watch my ass

I know the code

I’ll let you pass

I like my bike....

I like my b b b b bike

I know its queer

to roll my pants up

so the chain won’t

fuck the dance up

as I rattle and roll

the breeze in my hair

oh so grey now

I don’t care now

I’m still on strike

and goin’ far

without my car

I like my bike

I like my b b b b bike

the seat still hurts

the hill still kills

I squeeze in spurts

breathing harder still

my chest slam heart fills

pounds my head and ears

only got three gears

I’m still outta breath

hafta walk it to the crest

but its OK

I still like my bike

I like your bike

I like to see you

on your bike

lets stay on strike

lets do our bikes

I like my bike

I like my b b b b bike

I like my bike.