Carey Clayton — I Wish I Had My Bicycle

Moving in hovercrafts Vacuum tubes and aerorafts To nowhere Speeding in fast forward Never asking what it’s for Head down Take a Rest when you’re dead Looking just to get ahead For now I wish had my bicycle Two feet locked in cycle Nowhere Circles running round our days Turning fast disguise)the maze Circles running around our days Pointless are the ends we chase Cars begin to drive themselves Teleport besides ourselves Automatic pilots fly Same routine just Getting by Setting sail on cruise control Exercise in mind control I wish had my bicycle Two feet locked in cycle Nowhere Circles running round our days Turning fast disguise the maze Circles running around our days Pointless are the ends we chase