A half motorcycle man
A half man motorcycle
Quasimodo type
My back is a saddle
My eyes headlights
Sobbing headlights
A half man motorcycle
Profiled like
A neon Ducati
I fly to you
Far from the clouds
That come out of my exhaust
A half man motorcycle
She fires it up
She rides to the beat
A savage river
A fuselage
Covered in skin
To be with you
I will light up like this
The turbo lights, ahh
And we're already flying
Far from the clouds
That hover and fade away, so beautiful
Like a motorcycle, a half man motorcycle
Like a motorcycle, a half man motorcycle
Like a motorcycle, a half man motorcycle
Like a motorcycle, a half man motorcycle
Like a motorcycle, a half man motorcycle
Like a motorcycle, a half man motorcycle
Like a motorcycle, a half man motorcycle
Like a motorcycle, a half man motorcycle
A half motorcycle man
A half man motorcycle
Quasimodo type
My back is a saddle
My eyes headlights
Sobbing headlights
A half man motorcycle
Profiled like
A neon Ducati
I fly to you
Far from the clouds
That come out of my exhaust
A half man motorcycle
She fires it up
She rides to the beat
A savage river
A fuselage
Covered in skin
To be with you
I will light up like this
The turbo lights, ahh
And we're already flying
Far from the clouds
That hover and fade away, so beautiful
Like a motorcycle, a half man motorcycle
Like a motorcycle, a half man motorcycle
Like a motorcycle, a half man motorcycle
Like a motorcycle, a half man motorcycle
Like a motorcycle, a half man motorcycle
Like a motorcycle, a half man motorcycle
Like a motorcycle, a half man motorcycle
Like a motorcycle, a half man motorcycle
Like a motorcycle, a half man motorcycle
Like a motorcycle, a half man motorcycle
Like a motorcycle, a half man motorcycle
Like a motorcycle, a half man motorcycle
Like a motorcycle, a half man motorcycle
Like a motorcycle, a half man motorcycle
Like a motorcycle, a half man motorcycle
Like a motorcycle, a half man motorcycle
Like a motorcycle, a half man motorcycle