Bike Test 1 2 3

Full speed along the North Oconee River I can feel it in my forehead and while that always fails My lungs are getting clearer I can see trucks racing by on the roof above my trail Cops are waiting to ticket Anyone with out-of-state plates, I'm not missing anything Swore off all prescribed medication And rode two miles through nowhere to a water fountain spitting out hot water I sit at a bench at a compost heap And I'm about to pedal up a sixty-degree slope At the top of a hill at a very, very rapid speed There's one, only one, only one, only one place left to go At the top of a hill at a very, very rapid speed There's one, only one, only one, only one place left to go At the top of a hill at very high speed There's nowhere to go but down At the top of a hill at very high speed There's nowhere to go but down At the top of a hill at very high speed There's nowhere to go but down And it gets easier As I ascend my bike uphill on foot 'Cause last time I kicked it into first I broke a gear by going too hard And it gets easier As I pass the Edward Scissorhands village Where privileged white kids date-rape girls And taunt me in their SUVs And it gets easier As I see the double vans in our driveways I'm glistening now but I know someday I won't even break a sweat And it gets easier, and it gets easier As time goes things can only get better And it gets easier, and it gets easier As time goes things can only get better And it gets easier, and it gets easier As time goes things can only get better And it gets easier, and it gets easier As time goes things can only get better R-I-D-E, I wanna R-I-D-E, I wanna R-I-D-E, I wanna ride --- Bike Test 1 2 3 - Bomb the Music Industry!