i stole your bike
and rode it along the river side
let's face it
you won't let me fight anyone at all
turn up soaking wet
just like you'd expect it
taste is turning sweet and sour
it isn't worth a dime
but it takes too long
i'm on the other side of town
you've got it all wrong
unless before the lights grew dimmer
very visible
the faintest trace of movement makes you
true intangible
oh how a child would like to find out
have you seen his face
thunderclouds are gathering up to wipe out
your disgrace
clean the slate again
you took the shortest route
cut right through the backroads to the mainline
so unreal
what is it you imply
but it takes to long
i'm on the other side of town
you've got it all wrong
unless before the lights grew dimmer
very visible
the faintest trace of movement makes you
true intangible
oh how a child would like to find out
takes too long
got it all wrong
takes too long
got it all wrong