dennis cometti - spoked lyrics
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so it’s friday afternoon
a coupla beers in the backyard, in the sun
it’s time for work, so i hop on my bike
i should be back by half past five
i’m taking it easy and i’m looking out for cars
next minute, i’m flying over the bars
blood’s p+ssing from my mangled lips
i told my boss i can’t make it in
i got spoked
(i got spoked)
arms are shattered
brain’s in tatters
bike is broke
in pieces
on the road
i got spoked
(i got spoked)
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