"The Bike Song" lyrics

[Spank Rock:]
I run around town, around 'round and 'round
With the pedal to the metal, the pedal to whatever
I run around 'round, around 'round the town
With the pedal to the metal, the pedal to whatever
I run around town, around 'round and 'round
With the pedal to the metal, the pedal to whatever
I run around 'round, around 'round the town
With the pedal to the metal, the pedal to whatever

[Kyle Falconer:]
Shooting 'round the streaky bends
I hear a conversation in my head
Thinking of a place to be
I sing a little melody instead
I won't argue with myself
Today my legs are getting some help

And my mother tells me I should stop
Go and get a real job
That can't be the way that I roll
And everybody's growing up
Having kids and paying rent
They're all getting cars of their own

Gonna ride my bike until I get home
Gonna ride my bike until I get home
Gonna ride my bike until I get home
Gonna ride my bike until I get home

Thinking of a girl I met
A phone call that I haven't made yet
All the things I've done this week
And all the things I should've done instead
I sweep the pavements and the parks
I hope that I get home before it's dark

And my mother tells me I should stop
Go and get a real job
That can't be the way that I roll
And everybody's growing up
Having kids and paying rent
They're all getting cars of their own

Gonna ride my bike until I get home
Gonna ride my bike until I get home
Gonna ride my bike until I get home
Gonna ride my bike until I get home

[Spank Rock:]
I can understand it, but I can't really stand 'em
Girls love cars, cars cause harm to the planet
Don't you wanna take a joyride on my tandem?
Hubby on a Huffy, don't I look so handsome?
Bikes suffice, they so nice like priceless
Working on my calves, the triceps to biceps
Bypass the gas, stopped at traffic lights
I get around 'round without a driver's license
Hello (Hi!) You walking? (No)
Farewell (Oh!) I'm off then
And I'm whipping through the city with a 40 and a 50
Party popping on my wheelie, good God

[Kyle Falconer:]
My mother tells me I should stop
Go and get a real job
That can't be the way that I roll
And everybody's growing up
Having kids and paying rent
They're all getting cars of their own

Gonna ride my bike until I get home
Gonna ride my bike until I get home
Gonna ride my bike until I get home
Gonna ride my bike until I get home

[Spank Rock:]
Oh! Hello! Oh!
And I'm whipping through the city with a 40 and a 50
Party popping on my wheelie

[Kyle Falconer:]
Gonna ride my bike until I get home
Gonna ride my bike until I get home, until I get home
Gonna ride my bike, take it bike
I'm gonna steal your bike
Ride my own bike, I'm gonna take it so far
Close to my home that knowing everyone'll thought I stole that
It'll be nice for me and knowing the place will never question me
So I'll be fine in this world that we call mean