STEPHEN LOMAS: Music

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Maybe one day I’ll get a motorcycle. I might even wear one of those clip-on ponytails under my helmet!

Mama Mama can you hear the roar
Must be Sunday I’ve heard that before
Out on the highway here it comes again
The flash & thunder motorcycle men

They wear dark glasses ridin’ Harleys all
And fringed leather jackets from the cycle mall
They take no leaders, they’re desperadoes
But they’ll follow a road now wherever it goes

And oh, I want to ride that way
Fly off into space feel the earth slip away
Ride until the sun goes down
Then turn on the light, ride all night that’ll be allright
I wanna ride away
I wanna ride away

They ride like cowboys they ride like gods
They ride the thunder out of heaven above
Ride with the devil wearin’ red white & blue
And they got tattoos thet say it’s all true

There they go now, they’re ridin’ away
Couple of dozen, yeah have been by today
Tall in the saddle, their smiles set grim
They eat up the miles bitin’ bugs in the wind

And oh, I want to ride that way
Fly off into space feel the earth slip away
Ride until the sun goes down
Then turn on the light, we’ll ride all night won’t that be allright
I wanna ride away
I wanna ride away
I wanna ride away
I wanna........