The Real McKenzies - Up on a Motorbike | Текст песни

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Up on a motorbike last night
It was late after the show when we'd
Jet Quebec and headed to Ontario!

Well we run the shoreline wide
Lake Superior on our side hear the
Sound of the road become our stereo!

On a cold October eve
Under the lights of Montreal
Well we'd played for dreams and demons became
To 'em! All for all!

Now the club refused to pay
For the show that we had played
And they's tossed us to the gutter
Drunk and underpaid!

Hung-over outta cash
We pledged to flee that city fast
When we'd jack the club man's bike
To settle up at last!

We got a spark the engine turned
She fired up! The rubber burned!
And before you know it
We were in the highest gear!

Up on a motorbike last night
It was late after the show when we'd
Jet Quebec and headed to Ontario!

Well we run the shoreline wide
Lake Superior on our side hear the
Sound of the road become our stereo!

Up on a Motorbike last night
Still with a thousand miles to go!
Well we'd blaze down the highway
Through Ontario!

On past the Rock cut!
Of the Canadian Shield,
We'd cross the Manitoba Border
To the Prairie Fields!

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