I've got a bike, you can ride it if you like
It's got a basket, a bell that rings and
Things to make it look good
I'd give it to you if I could, but I borrowed it

You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world
I'll give you anything, ev'rything if you want things

I've got a cloak, it's a bit of a joke
There's a tear up the front, it's red and black
I've had it for months
If you think it could look good, then I guess it should

You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world
I'll give you anything, ev'rything if you want things

I know a mouse, and he hasn't got a house
I don't know why I call him Gerald
He's getting rather old, but he's a good mouse

You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world
I'll give you anything, ev'rything if you want things

I've got a clan of gingerbread men
Here a man, there a man, lots of gingerbread men
Take a couple if you wish, they're on the dish

You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world
I'll give you anything, ev'rything if you want things

I know a room full of musical tunes
Some rhyme, some ching, most of them are clockwork
Let's go into the other room and make them work


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Bike Lyrics as written by Syd Barrett

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    im no expert on the either subject of tool or PF, but i like this song because of its comical aspects. i wouldnt delve too deep into the song either because it obviously was not written in the deepest philisophical state of mind, but i can see where broken gerbil is coming from. tool obviously has taken notes from PF and i would just be happy if toolrulz would acknowledge that. you have the right to post whatever you want, but if you feel that way about a song that other people like, dont make fun of em, and keep your opinions, educated or NOT, to yourself.

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