My White Bicycle

Thanks Fritz and Ron:

My bike, not my wheels

My white bicycle, my white bicycle

Riding all around the street Four o'clock and they're all asleep I'm not tired and its so late Moving fast everything looks great.

My white bicycle, my white bicycle

See that man, hes all alone Looks so happy but hes far from home Ring my bell, smile at him Better kick over his garbage bin

My white bicycle, my white bicycle

The rain comes down but I don't care The wind is blowing in my hair Seagulls flying in the air

My white bicycle


Policeman shouts but I don't see him They're one thing I don't believe in Find some judge, but its not leavin'

Lift both hands, his head in disgrace Shines no light upon my face Through the darkness, we still speed My white bicycle and me

My white bicycle, my white bicycle

Of course, I'm not done making my bike even whiter. I'll be adding a wet white Ritchey cockpit and thien's trying to sell me on some DT Swiss 1750s.

For more white bicycle content, checkout the G-max dream version (via bicycledesign).

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dt swiss 1450 mon Chasseral!

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