Broken down ditch water brown,
Pure radiance and another dead city.
I heard a voice alluring and cool say,
Live to ride, ride to live, hey!
Gasket's blown, the engine's shot,
Mercy, mercy, to a grinding halt.
Stench of petrol, brand new martyrs,
Live to ride, ride to live, hey!

Motorcycle St Sebastian.
Bom bom bom bom bom ba da da!
You're a leather clad lad, you're a rapscallion,
Bom bom bom bom bom ba da da!
They hit you once, they hit you twice,
That's the sort of shit you like.
Motorcycle St Sebastian!

Lit like a live fuse, never settled,
Come on child press the pedal to the metal.
Got a one way ticket, no turning back.
Live to ride, ride to live, hey!

No one leaves they just move on.
Never forfeit your dignity,
Diesel heart, pure air in your lungs,
Live to ride, ride to live, hey!

Motorcycle St Sebastian.
Bom bom bom bom bom ba da da!
You're a leather clad lad, you're a rapscallion,
Bom bom bom bom bom ba da da!
They hit you once, they hit you twice,
That's the sort of shit you like.
Motorcycle St Sebastian!

Yet the will rolled onward like a wheel,
In even motion by love impelled,
That moves the sun in heaven and the stars.
Live to ride, ride to live, hey!

Motorcycle St Sebastian.
Bom bom bom bom bom ba da da!
You're a leather clad lad, you're a rapscallion,
Bom bom bom bom bom ba da da!
They hit you once, they hit you twice,
That's the sort of shit you like.
Motorcycle St Sebastian!
Motorcycle St Sebastian!
Motorcycle! Motorcycle St Sebastian!
Live to ride, ride to live, hey!


Lyrics submitted by DougsGirl

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