Songtext von Old Bikes

Let's go out for a ride, Pedal on our old bikes Short or far, i don't care, Ride with you, anywhere And if i go too fast And it seems i might crash- Pray for me. Pray for me. Pedal pedal chain and metal We went riding with the devil Pedal pedal chain and metal We went riding with the devil Blood and concrete don't mix Two black eyes i can't fix Is this a concussion, Or is this confusion. Whiskey on my lips, Scars on both my hips- Is this a concussion Or is this confusion. Pedal pedal chain and metal We went riding with the devil!