I'm a thug tonight
Full of piss and spite
When I'm feeling like being impolite
'Cause some f** stole my bike
And I had to walk here tonight
So I'm looking for an unfair fight
(One, two, three, four)
d**h of a bike thief (Whoa)
d**h of a bike thief, d**h of a bike thief
You wanna see my inner hooligan?
Just make me walks the streets again
Without my two-wheel temple
I miss my, my bicycle
Was all I had
And now she's in
Another man's hands
Heading for the pawn
In Oregon
We had good times - bye, babe, so long
(One, two, three, four)
d**h of a bike thief (Whoa)
d**h of a bike thief, d**h of a bike thief
You wanna see my inner hooligan?
Just make me walks the streets again
Without my two-wheel temple
I miss my, my bicycle
Was all I ever, ever had
It was all I had
So now you die
Now you die
Yeah, so, like, my bike got stolen and now it's totally gutted, you know? You know, it's got cracked rims and a waterlogged seat and no rear cog - only one pedal, actually only one left handlebar too, and her frame was cracked, and her chain was all rusty,
and her tires were flat, her spokes were missing and sh**, but, man, she was mine and I f**ing miss her, you know?
d**h of a bike thief (Whoa)
d**h of a bike thief, d**h of a bike thief
You wanna see my inner hooligan?
Just make me walks the streets again
Without my two-wheel temple
I miss my, my bicycle
Was all I had
So now you die
Now you die
Die, motherf**er
Die, motherf**er
Die, motherf**er
Die, motherf**er, die