This is a song about a guy with a really nice motorcycle who likes to go prtty fast but always takes a really long time to get anywhere.
(Verse 1)
The tires are humming a polite little tune
Feeling the heat of a warm afternoon
I'm holding the limit and checking the glass
Waving to people speeding by so fast
But I saw a sign for a two-headed goat
And a guy selling a glass bottom boat
So I eased off the gas and I put down the stand
To see if the engine of that boat still ran
Yeah, I'll be home by the time the dinner is set,
I should be there soon
Unless there's a sunset or a big red moon.
(Verse 2)
The paint is a deep shade of midnight and plum
And the engine's a singer or a soft-spoken drum
I'm gliding through corners with surgical grace
A smile of contentment all over my face
But then I discovered a shop full of clocks
And a yard sale of puzzles and mismatched socks
So I pulled to the shoulder to check out the scene
I picked up some records for not very much green
Yeah, I'll be home when the moon starts to climb,
I should be there soon
Just watching the moon and listen to one more tune.
(Verse 3)
The road is a ribbon, the bike is a dream
Floating along like a leaf on a stream
I'm keeping my pace like the tortoise and birds
Listening for the music in those with no words
But a diner was glowing with a neon light
Promising a story and a pizza done right
So I sat at the counter and I ordered a slice
And asked the waitress for travel advice.
Yeah, I'll be home before too long
I should be there soon
Or maybe just after I catch up with the moon.
(Outro)
Yeah... she's a beauty. Fuel-injected.
Very sensible. Now, does that sign say
World's Largest Ball of Yarn or am I just dreaming?
I think I'll take the scenic route...-->
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