Me and Ted were small and riding bikes along the wall.
Stealing things and breaking things.
I had my back, he had his, each one had the other's.
Doing things that made us whole and something close to brothers.
Time has changed the strangest things to matters of contention.
Some of the things we've hade to do I'm not about to mention.
I won't second guess something done in the panic, of the moment,
but I'll admit the scale requires something like atonement.
The men I answer to require answers of this town.
Get your folks together Ted, sh** is coming down
and I'm RIDING BIKES....
AAAAHHH (I'm) RIDING BIKES!.... (repeat forever)