Bike Ride

by Half Life Half Death
(unreleased, 1988)

One day, I remember, Johnny came home
That was one summer
He had tears in his eyes
A bruise on one elbow
And a wound on his knee

I wondered what had happened
I asked him why
But before he could speak
I noticed an old bike by the door
I couldn’t help laughing as loud as I could

How many times did I say,
Do not ride on that bike
How many times did you have an accident
Because of riding that bike…

"I always wanted a bike,” he said
“Since I was a child
“I always wanted a bike,
But my mom didn’t like;
I want a bike…
I want a bike…
I want a bike…
I want a bike…”

How many times did I say
Do not ride on that bike
How many times did you have an accident…
Accident…
Accident…
Because of riding that bike…