The Trucks - Old Bikes Тексты

Let's go out for a ride,
Pedal on our old bikes
Short or far, i don't care,
Ride with you, anywhere

And if i go too fast
And it seems i might crash-
Pray for me.
Pray for me.

Pedal pedal chain and metal
We went riding with the devil
Pedal pedal chain and metal
We went riding with the devil

Blood and concrete don't mix
Two black eyes i can't fix
Is this a concussion,
Or is this confusion.

Whiskey on my lips,
Scars on both my hips-
Is this a concussion
Or is this confusion.

Pedal pedal chain and metal
We went riding with the devil!