Bicycle Boy

[Verse 1]

I fell so down many times I gotta

I gotta get up out this town

The sun beating on me like I’m late on rent

Eighth grade, knew nothing, thought the Mona Lisa looked like shit

Fuck 'em all

I’ll show 'em how it’s done, yeah

With no fear of god or his son

Just some dumbass punks

Rum-pum-pum

[Chorus]

And that feeling is not gonna go

You better

Run back, run back baby

The wheels burning out in the smoke

And I’ll

Be back, I’ll be back

I’m not going home

Home

Bicycle boys who cycle the void

With no, no

Nowhere to go

Got nowhere to go

But home

[Verse 2]

I fell down so many times since that summer

Tragedy strikеs and I label it a bummer

Paper tigеr, a hot head lover

Sleeper agent, ugly motherfucker

Fuck 'em all

I’ll show 'em how it’s done, yeah

With no fear of god or his son

Still a dumbass punk

Rum-pum-pum

[Chorus]

And that feeling is not gonna go

You better

Run back, run back baby

The wheels burning out in the smoke

And I’ll

Be back, I’ll be back

I’m not going home

Home

Bicycle boys who cycle the void

With no, no

Nowhere to go

Got nowhere to go

But home

(Bicycle boy, go home)

(Bicycle boy, go home)