Wrong Bike

Wrong Bike - Ral Partha Vogelbacher

Got on the wrong bicycle

And followed an old choice of the day

Past the gutted scene of destruction

We'll never be rebuilt from this solace

I'm sending you this for three reasons

Which are in no particular order

Well I like your records

And I respect your respect for words

And I have named all of my children after my company's name

So rally around the sunburnt town

Forgive your loved ones and fall asleep

And never speak of this again