MOTORCYCLE
Words & Music - V. Wayne
(© Nov. 96)

You told me that you know me, who and what I am
Let me enlighten you cause yes, I understand
Laced with potential that you thought I'd locked away
Inconsequential from this pedestal today

I was your motorcycle
You juiced me up to gear me down, down, down
I was your motorcycle
You drove me straight into the ground
But the fumes just got me high
So I took you for a ride
Your motorcycle...

Report cards, flying colours, still you said I'd fail
You thought my length of spine had nerves of a fire-sale
It's exponential now from when I recount the days
Inconsequential from this pedestal today

I was your loaded pistol
Loaded me up to shoot me down, down, down
I was your loaded pistol
You blew me straight into the ground
But the fumes just got me high
So I took you for a ride
Your motorcycle...

You told me that you know me, who and what I am
Let me enlighten you cause yes, I understand

I was your poster plaything
You got me up so I'd go down, down, down
I was your poster plaything
You screwed me straight into the ground
But the fumes just got me high
So I took you for a ride
Your motorcycle

I was your motorcycle...