Bike Test 1 2 3

Full speed along the North Oconee River
 I can feel it in my forehead and while that always fails, my lungs are getting clearer
 I can see trucks racing by on the roof above my trail, cops are waiting to ticket
 Anyone with out of state plates, I'm not missing anything
 Swore off all prescribed medication
 And rode two miles through nowhere to a water fountain spitting out hot water
 I sit at a bench at a compost heap
 And I'm about to pedal up a sixty degree slope
 At the top of a hill at a very, very rapid speed
 There's one, only one, only one, only one place left to go
 At the top of a hill at a very, very rapid speed
 There's one, only one, only one, only one place left to go
 At the top of a hill at very high speed
 There's nowhere to go but down
 At the top of a hill at very high speed
 There's nowhere to go but down
 At the top of a hill at very high speed
 There's nowhere to go but down
 And it gets easier
 As I ascend my bike uphill on foot
 'Cause last time I kicked it into first
 I broke a gear by going too hard
 And it gets easier
 As I pass the Edward Scissorhands village
 Where privileged white kids date rape girls
 And taunt my in their SUVs
 And it gets easier
 As I see the double vans in our driveways
 I'm glistening now but I know someday
 I won't even break a sweat
 And it gets easier, and it gets easier
 As time goes things can only get better
 And it gets easier, and it gets easier
 As time goes things can only get better
 And it gets easier, and it gets easier
 As time goes things can only get better
 And it gets easier, and it gets easier
 As time goes things can only get better
 R-I-D-E, I wanna
 R-I-D-E, I wanna
 R-I-D-E, I wanna ride