Riding My Bicycle

Bloodsucking ones
Tapping your shoulder
Finally, at last
I guess you made it

It makes your mother smile
And now she can't
Stop her flood of compliments
I guess you made it

Rediscover her
Let her know
What's on your mind, on your mind
Go up and tell her

Tired teen machine
Design these days
These rhapsodies, melodies
With all the colours that you want

Through the eyes and ears
And to your brain
Dance the dance, sing the words
You know you need it

Then I'll sing for you
A lullaby
A rhapsody, a melody
With all the colours that you want
With all the colours in the world
With all the colours that you want

Cause you know so well
This could easily be all you’ll ever get
Cause you know so well
This could easily be all you’ll ever get
Cause you know so well
This could easily be all you’ll ever get
Cause you know so well
This could easily be all you’ll ever get