Motorcycle Rolled from Divorce Pop by Son of Stan
Tracklist
7. | Motorcycle Rolled | 2:29 |
Lyrics
Motorcycle Rolled
Your motorcycle rolls into the ditch of gold
You check it at the door...it’s not your own
Somebody else’s fear clogged up your veins of blood
Now the cement is poured...there’s no more blood
Dream is all but rain
Hope is nothing more than half-drunk day-old beer and friends passed out on your floor
Your motorcycle rolls into the crowded mall
Your throat, it opens fire....it kills them all
The photographs are bold...the motorcycle rolled
It’s useless anymore, just like our love
Dream is all but rain
Hope is nothing more than half-drunk day-old beer and friends passed out on your floor
Twisted metal breaks
A scene you can relate
Pins pressed into your leg
A valiant heart will never beg
But me and you were something more
Credits
All music and words written and performed by Son of Stan
Recorded and mixed by Danny Kalb
Produced by the both of us.
Feat. Chris Cosgrove on backing vocals