[Todd Kowalski]
Ride f**ing free
Forty below
It's the car that k**s the punk
Pedal for momentum
Feel the f**ing vibe
Blaze through traffic
Burn the red, push my luck
There's not much I need
I ride a single speed
My toque and mitts protect me from the freeze
Hadron Collision
I'm ripping through a cloud of exhaust
A f**ing conniption
In their cages on wheels they f**ing rot
I might be trapped in a world going backward
But nothing's in vain
Right now I'm happy just to clog up your lane
There's not much I need
I'll leave you with your greed
To wallow in your sh** 'til you can't breathe
A head-on collision
A species that's lost all control
We'll learn by extinction
We didn't need all that sh** we've been sold
We might be headed for the brink of disaster
But nothing's in vain
Right now I'm happy just to clog up your lane
If all that I can do
Is just stay on the move
Keep a few cents from your grasp
That's all I need to prove
I'll see you on the bus
It's the car that k**s the punk