PELICANOPOLIS



JCRBN

Hey! Won't you come to the window!
If you can get up...
I'm soon to be passing by on a bike
of my own devising

The frame is made of stainless steel
And several paper towel tubes
The handlebars are acres wide
The wheels are the past and future

Hey! Put your sunglasses on and crack the front door!
I'll leave a streak across your eyelids
When you blink your eyes!

'Cos you've been sobbing on your phone
and crying for chemicals every day
You're just waiting on your couch
For love to come cart you away
You're about to miss out on a sight
Some people rarely get to see

The frame is made from stainless steel
and several paper towel tubes
The handlebars are acres wide
The wheels are the past and future
The people stand on either side
To cheer me on as I come through
And every tulip in the State
Is in my pannier just for you

'Cos you've been sobbing on your phone
and crying for chemicals every day
You're just waiting on your couch
For love to come cart you away
You've reduced yourself to T.V. shows
And bad proclivities
You're about to miss out on a sight
Most people rarely get to see!

Jesus Christ riding a bicycle in the nude!


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