Ballad of a Motorcyclist- The Trapped Man

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I don't wanna be here today,
I wanna go outside an play,
With a hacky, or on my bike,
Or sum other object that I like

The group of stuff I like has tits,
`Cept women give me the farking shits,
I love my bike, I'll ride till I die,
But chicks drive past, they catch my eye

Sum other stuff I like is beer,
It doesn't whinge or nag my ear,
The pub has food,and other folk,
Who like to drink & share a joke

I go out riding on said bike,
I give it heaps and really hike
If they catch me I would say,
Theyd lock me up and throw the key away

I could not live life in a cell,
Id have no bike, it would be hell,
Stoppies, wheelies, burnouts on the roll,
I could not do these in that hole

I could not smoke or drink a beer,
No BBQ with steak to sear,
Thered be no women or no porn
My hand would be a little worn

Ok so this place aint so bad,
Study sucks but if I had,
The chance to study or be locked up
ID WAG THE DAY TO GET THE FRONT WHEEL UP!!!!

written by Freak[1]


[1] see i give credit where credit is due!
Mike.S