Bicycle! - Major Parkinson

They tried to put me on the bicycle

They tried to hook me to the wild electric chair

And it was groovy

The papa’s writing on a book

He’s got a master plan

He stole the phrases from the mad delirium crush, crush

And I was groovy

Sing a song, aha

When you cry

In spite of all the currencies of suffering

Honey, we were nothing but a love affair

Yeah, you were nothing but a love affair to me

You gave me nothing

Nothing

None!

A woman is a crime

She’s the rhythm of a rhyme

An expression of a cold

I can smolder anytime

There’s a guide

Sneaking behind her shoulders

She’s a girl, aha

And he’s a boy

And I know the game they’re playing

'Cause they’re dumb

Transparent and incapable of stopping me

A bitch-slap on the side

When she was drinking

Too tall out of proportions

She promised to be small

I only wanted a real good time

I only wanted to make her go

Mmm-Ooooh

Be careful with the gun

Whaaa-aaah

Out of my forehead

I think you’d better run

Margarita

Margarita

…ations

My body is in the air

My face is pretty ugly

I see it everywhere

My-my-my mind is separated

For better and for worse

It’s living in my stomach

I’m a lipstick in a purse!

God, I’m afraid

I feel like somebody’s watching me

Or you

Or him

It’s a song, aha

When you cry

In spite of all the currencies of suffering

It’s a song, aha

When you cry

In spite of all the currencies of suffering

So come home from the ceiling and cry

They tried to put me on the bicycle