barebone and *******
we ride the bikes
on a windy night

no metal slate top
rest on our head
or rule our kind

barebone and *******
we ride the bikes
on a windy night

we own the roads
just as we dare
to own the world

barebone and *******
we ride the bikes
on a windy night

we sunbath under the
streetlights, our guide
as the city grinds

barebone and *******
we ride the bike
on a windy night

we pump our feet, swell
rolling uphills and-
down with the bills

barebone and *******
we ride the bikes
on a windy night