Paroles The Acoustic Motorbike de Luka Bloom

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The day began with a rainbow in the sandAs I cycled into KerryCattle grazing on a steep hillsideLooked well fed, well balancedClose to the edgePedal on, pedal on, pedal on for milesPedal onPedal on, pedal on, pedal on for milesPedal onI take a break, I close my eyesAnd I'm happy as the dolphinIn a quiet spot talking to myselfTalking about the rainTalking about the rainAll this rainPedal onPedal on, pedal on, pedal on for milesPedal onYou see whenever I'm aloneI tend to broodBut when I'm out on my bikeIt's a different moodI leave my brain at homeGet up on the sattleNo hanging aroundI don't diddle-daddleI work my legsI pump my thightsTake in the scenery passing me byThe Kerry mountains or the Wicklow hillsThe antidote to my emotional illsA motion built upon human toilNuclear free needs no oilBut it makes me hot, makes me hardI never thought I could have come this farThrough miles of mountains, valleys, streamsThis is the right stuff filling my dreamsSo come on, get up on your bikeAh go on, get up on your bikePedal onPedal on, pedal on, pedal on for milesPedal onFinallyWith my face to that bitter windI bombed it into KillarneySkin raw like a sushi dinnerAnd an appetiteThat would eat the hind leg of the lamb of GodEven though you knowI wouldn't dream of doing such a thingThen settle down for a quiet nightThink about what I've seen and doneAnd wonderThere's a reason for thisNow is the timeTo speak of the problem troubling my mindSick of the traffic choking our townsFreaking me out, bringing me downKnock down houses, build more lanesOnce was a problem, now it's insaneMy solution it's one that I likeIt's MuddyThe Acoustic MotorbikeSo come on, get up on your bikeAh go on, get up on your bikePedal onPedal on, pedal on, pedal on for milesPedal onAh go onAh go onGet up on your bikeGet up on your bike


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