Marillion - Bike (excerpt) Lyrics
I've got a bike, you can ride if you likeIt's got a basket, a bell that ringsAnd things to make it look goodI'd give it to you if I couldBut I borrowed itYou're the kind of girlThat fits in with my worldI'll give you anything, everythingIf you want a thingI've got a cloak, it's a bit of a jokeThere's a tear up the front, it's red and blackI've had it for monthsIf you think it could look goodThen I guess it shouldI know a mouse and he hasn't got a houseI don't know why I call him GeraldHe's getting rather old but he's a good mouseI've got a clan of gingerbread menHere a man, there a man, lots of gingerbread menTake a couple if you wish, they're on the dishI know a room of musical tunesSome wine, some gin, most of them are clock workLet's go into the other room and make them work