Bicycle! Bicycle! Bicycle!
I want to ride my
Bicycle! Bicycle! Bicycle!
I want to ride my bicycle,
I want to ride my bike,
I want to ride my bicycle,
I want to ride it where I like

You say black,
I say white
You say bark,
I say bite
You say shark,
I say Hey Man!
Jaws was never my,
scene and I don’t like star wars.
You say rolls,
I say royce
You say God
Give me a choice
You say Lord
I say Christ
I don’t believe in Peter Pan,
Frankenstein or Superman
All I wanna do is

Bicycle Bicycle Bicycle
I want to ride my Bicycle bicycle bicycle
I want to ride my bicycle
I want to ride my bike
I want to ride my bicycle
I want to ride my
Bicycle races are coming our way
So forget all your duties oh yeah!
Fat bottomed girls they’ll be riding today
So look out for those beauties oh yeah!
On your marks get set go
Bicycle race bicycle race bicycle race
bicycle bicycle bicycle
I want to ride my bicycle
Bicycle bicycle bicycle
Bicycle race

You say coke
I say caine
You say John
I say Wayne
Hot dog
I say it cool it man
I don’t wanna be the President of America
You say smile
I say cheese
Cartier I say please
Income tax
I say Jesus
I don’t wanna be a candidate
For Vietnam or Watergate
Cos all I want to do is

Bicycle bicycle bicycle
I want to ride my bicycle bicycle bicycle
I want to ride my bicycle
I want to ride my bike
I want to ride my bicycle
I want to ride it where I like

Queen: The Bicycle Race

Ich habe lange nach dem (vermutlich schwedischen oder norwegischen) Technoprojekt Everhad gesucht, aber außer einigen Soundschnipseln nichts gefunden. Hier ist ihr Stück Androiden auf Fahrrädern:
Everhad: Androids on Bicycles

Laut Wikipedia ist Filk ist eine Musikrichtung, die sich formal an Folk anlehnt – daher der Name – und inhaltlich Science Fiction- und Fantasy-Themen verwendet. Zur Filk-Szene gehört Ookla The Mok. Hier ist ihr Song "Tandem Bike":

"She came into my room at two o’clock in the afternoon
And she said that she had a desperate need
To talk about our relationship and wasn’t it time that we called it quits
But she cried when I said that I kind of agreed

I didn’t know what to say
I began to wish I was dead
Crazy me crazy me
I thought that she meant what she said

She said she wanted to hear me say that I’d always want to be near her
I asked, "Well why isn’t that what you said?"
She turned and cried some more and when she left she slammed the door
Then I sighed with relief and sat down on my bed

My jaw nearly hit the floor
I couldn’t believe my eyes
Twenty minutes later when I opened the door
And she was standing right outside

I said, "Hey what the hell are you still doing here?" and she said, "Well
I thought you were gonna come after me"
I rolled my eyes and told her, "You should really be acting older
You’re thirty years old and I’m just twenty-three"

    Then she rode away
    On a bicycle built for two
    All alone

To make her leave was beyond my power so we hugged for half an hour
And I know for sure because I checked
My cowboy secret space detective super hero radioactive
Message decoding watch behind her neck

Two hours later she finally left
And this time she was really gone
I sat done immediately
And I began to write this song

I was out on New Year’s Eve and as I was getting ready to leave
I saw her approach from across the bar
So I pretended I was plastered she found out and she called me a bastard
But she followed me home anyway in her car

We argued right outside my door
It was unbelievably cold
My toes were getting kind of numb
So I told her that I had to go

Now I live in fear every time I see her coming near
I try to hide but I can’t get away
I’m sick of lies and compromises averting eyes and wearing disguises
She stalks me twenty-four hours a day"

Ookla The Mok Fanpage
Ookla The Mok: Tandem Bike