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    Favorite Motorcycle Riding Lyrics

    I recently re-discovered a great Lou Reed tune in which he talks about his Kaw GPZ. (Thanks to Rick Kelley for the assistance on the re-find). In the song "New Sensations" from the album of the same name (1984) Lou sings:
    "I took my GPZ out for a ride,
    the engine felt good between my thighs.
    The air felt cold, it was 40 degrees outside.
    I rode to Pennsylvania through the Delaware gap,
    sometimes I got nervous had to check the map,
    I stopped at roadside diner for a burger and a coke."

    Later he sings: "I love that GPZ so much you know that I could kiss her."

    Okay so he ain't riding a Beemer, but he is Rounder material (40 degree ride) and he likes to stop for food!

    So what are your favorite motorcycle related lyrics? OR what is your favorite instrumental tune that puts you in the riding mood? Or both.

    Help me oh Moderator(s) I thought I was putting this in the Campfire. Dang it!
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    Here's a song I just found out about. It's by Gene Clark. This song, "Gypsy Rider" is a from an album called So Rebellious a Lover that he recorded with Carla Olson.

    Cool story: Last Sunday, my brother Kevin and his band were performing at a wake for the band's former lead singer, a motorcyclist. They played this song as a tribute to Dan and to his motorcyclist friends in attendance. Kev introduced this little-known song explaining that it was penned by Clark, a founding member of the Byrds. When they were done, the crowed applauded wildly, and the owner of the bar took to the stage to introduce one of his employees, who turned out to be Gene Clark's son. He thanked the band and told them that he remembered Clark singing this song in the kitchen when he was a little boy. What are the odds?

    I haven't heard it yet myself, but here are the lyrics:

    "Gypsy Rider" (Gene Clark)

    Crank her over once again
    Put your face into the wind
    Find another road where you're never been.
    Sing that 2-wheeled melody
    The highway symphony
    You know she'll never understand.

    Gypsy Rider sing*
    Your 2-wheeled symphony
    You know there's nothing to explain.
    She should have known by now*
    You're just a vagabond
    You may never pass this way again.

    All the writings on the wall
    The paper all must fall
    You're only as good as your word remains
    You can take it out if you
    Decide to follow through
    Just take what you earn and leave what remains.

    Gypsy Rider sing
    Your 2-wheeled symphony
    You know there's nothing to explain.
    She should have known by now
    You're just a vagabond
    You may never pass this way again.

    Gene Clark & Carla Olson
    "So Rebellious A Lover"
    Demon Records 1987

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    that is a wild story about the wake, etc.
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    I never liked Richard Thompson...

    ....until I heard this song. It's lovely. Much thanks to The Veg for turning me on to it. I think it's cool that the gal ends up with the bike.

    ARTIST: Richard Thompson
    TITLE: 1952 Vincent Black Lightning

    Said Red Molly to James that's a fine motorbike
    A girl could feel special on any such like
    Said James to Red Molly, well my hat's off to you
    It's a Vincent Black Lightning, 1952
    And I've seen you at the corners and cafes it seems
    Red hair and black leather, my favorite color scheme
    And he pulled her on behind
    And down to Boxhill they did ride

    Said James to Red Molly, here's a ring for your right hand
    But I'll tell you in earnest I'm a dangerous man
    I've fought with the law since I was seventeen
    I robbed many a man to get my Vincent machine
    Now I'm 21 years, I might make 22
    And I don't mind dying, but for the love of you
    And if fate should break my stride
    Then I'll give you my Vincent to ride

    Come down, come down, Red Molly, called Sergeant McRae
    For they've taken young James Adie for armed robbery
    Shotgun blast hit his chest, left nothing inside
    Oh, come down, Red Molly to his dying bedside
    When she came to the hospital, there wasn't much left
    He was running out of road, he was running out of breath
    But he smiled to see her cry
    And said I'll give you my Vincent to ride

    Says James, in my opinion, there's nothing in this world
    Beats a 52 Vincent and a red headed girl
    Now Nortons and Indians and Greeveses won't do
    They don't have a soul like a Vincent 52
    He reached for her hand and he slipped her the keys
    He said I've got no further use for these
    I see angels on Ariels in leather and chrome
    Swooping down from heaven to carry me home
    And he gave her one last kiss and died
    And he gave her his Vincent to ride

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    lou reed sounds like he was a rounder. good man.

    my favorite lyrics are:

    went for a ride
    one dark night
    rode through the hole
    punched by my light

    left turn ahead
    flex right leg
    push left, lean, breathe
    press right peg

    there on the road
    in front of me
    one gone so long
    all white and eerie

    i got on the brakes
    and stopping all motion
    came face to face with my
    forum reputation

    a tear dropped
    from my right eye
    it was so young
    when we said good-bye

    it faded off, into the woods
    and left me on the road
    and an 18 wheeler rounded the bend
    and crushed me like a toad

    now the two of us haunt those woods
    waiting for riders to go on by
    the ones we like that make good sense
    we boost their rep up high

    so if you ride that road
    while youre headed to the dealer
    don't try to stop or say hello
    there's too many 18 wheelers!

    [guitar solo]

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    Boxergrrlie took mine.

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    From Nanci Griffith few years ago:
    Wall of Death
    Words & Music by Richard Thompson
    ?®1982 Beeswing Music (BMII Administered By BUG Music
    NANCI GRIFFITH: Harmony Vocal
    lAIN MATTHEWS: Lead Vocal
    TOM RUSSELL: Bass Vocal
    JAMES HOOKER: Piano
    DOUG LANCIO: Electric Guitar
    RON DE LA VEGA: Bass
    PAT MCINERNEY: Drums
    BRIAN WILLOUGHBY: Acouitic Guitar
    CLIVE GREOSON: Electric Guitar, Harmony Vocal
    SHARON SHANNON: Button Accordion

    Chorus:
    Let me ride on the wall of death one more time
    Let me ride on the wall of death one more time
    You can waste your time on the other rides
    But this is the nearest to being alive
    Oh let me take my chances on the wall of death

    You can go with the crazy people in the crooked house
    You can fly away on the rocket or spin in the mouse
    The tunnel of love might amuse you
    And Noah's Ark might confuse you
    But let me take my chances on the wall of death

    Bridge:
    On the wall of death
    All the world is far from me
    On the wall of death
    It's the nearest to being free

    You're going nowhere when you ride on the carousel
    And maybe you're strong
    But what's the good of ringing a bell
    The switchback will make you crazy
    Beware of the hearded lady
    Oh let me take my chances on the wall of death

    Chorus:
    Let me ride on the wall of death one more time
    Let me ride on the wall of death one more time
    You can waste your time on the other rides
    But this is the nearest to being alive
    Oh let me take my chances on the wall of death
    Oh let me take my chances on the wall of death
    Oh let me take my chances on the wall of death

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    I like this one....by Jethro Tull

    "Too Old To Rock 'n' Roll: Too Young To Die"

    The old Rocker wore his hair too long,
    wore his trouser cuffs too tight.
    Unfashionable to the end --- drank his ale too light.
    Death's head belt buckle --- yesterday's dreams ---
    the transport caf' prophet of doom.
    Ringing no change in his double-sewn seams
    in his post-war-babe gloom.

    Now he's too old to Rock'n'Roll but he's too young to die.

    He once owned a Harley Davidson and a Triumph Bonneville.
    Counted his friends in burned-out spark plugs
    and prays that he always will.
    But he's the last of the blue blood greaser boys
    all of his mates are doing time:
    married with three kids up by the ring road
    sold their souls straight down the line.
    And some of them own little sports cars
    and meet at the tennis club do's.
    For drinks on a Sunday --- work on Monday.
    They've thrown away their blue suede shoes.

    Now they're too old to Rock'n'Roll and they're too young to die.

    So the old Rocker gets out his bike
    to make a ton before he takes his leave.
    Up on the A1 by Scotch Corner
    just like it used to be.
    And as he flies --- tears in his eyes ---
    his wind-whipped words echo the final take
    and he hits the trunk road doing around 120
    with no room left to brake.

    And he was too old to Rock'n'Roll but he was too young to die.
    No, you're never too old to Rock'n'Roll if you're too young to die.
    Last edited by Braddog; 11-23-2004 at 04:53 PM. Reason: Forgot something...
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    I would like to ask all the forum members to join me in praying for Username.

    "lord, we know his mind ain't right, but we ask for Mercy (or one of her sisters) for our buddy. The medicine is so expensive and he is afraid to go under the knife.... So please lord you fix him on account of we don't know what to do."
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    Arlo Guthrie's "The Motorcycle Song".. extended story version


    I don't want a pickle
    Just want to ride on my motorsickle
    And I don't want a tickle
    'Cause I'd rather ride on my motorsickle
    And I don't want to die
    Just want to ride on my motorcy...cle

    It was late last night the other day
    I thought I'd go up and see Ray
    So l went up and I saw Ray
    There was only one thing Ray could say, was:

    CHORUS

    This song is about the time that I was ridin' my motorcycle.
    Going down a mountain road, at 150 miles an hour, playin'
    my guitar. On one side of the mountain road there was a
    mountain, and on the other side there was nothin' - there was
    a cliff in the air.

    Now, when you're going down a mountain road at I50 miles
    an hour you gotta be very careful, especially if you're playin'
    a guitar. Especially if that guitar is an acoustic guitar.
    Because if it's an acoustic guitar, the wind pressure is greater
    on the box side than on the neck side, because there's
    more guitar on the box side. I wasn't payin' attention ..

    Luckily I didn't go into the mountain - I went over the cliff.
    I was goin' at 150 miles an hour sideways and 500 feet down
    at the same time.

    I knew it was the end. I looked down, I said ''Wow! Some
    trip". I thought it...well I knew it was...I knew it was my last
    trip, and in my last remaining seconds in world,I decided
    to write one last farewell song to the world.

    Put a new ink cartridge in my pen. Took out a piece of paper.
    I sat back and I thought awhile. Then I started writin':
    I don't want a pickle
    Just want to ride on my motorsickle
    And I don't want a tickle
    'Cause I'd rather ride on my motorsickle

    And I don't want to die
    Just want to ride on my motorcy ...cle."

    I knew that, it wasn't the best song l ever wrote, but I didn't
    have time to change it. I was comin' down mighty fast.

    But as you all know, and as fate would have it, I didn't die. I
    landed on the top of a police car. And he died. I drove away
    on the road that he was on. I came into town at a screamin'
    175 miles an hour, playin' the motorcycle song.

    I came into town, I jumped off my bike, the bike went around
    the corner by itself, went up on the stand by itself, turned
    itself off.

    I walked over to my friend. He was standin' there eatin'
    pickles. I said "Hi, what's happenin'?" He looked at me in the
    eye and said "Nothin'".

    You gotta sing it with that kind of enthusiasm. Like you just
    squashed a cop...

    CHORUS

    and.. the shorter singalong version

    I dont want a pickle
    I just wanna ride on my morotcycle
    And I dont want a tickle
    I'd rather ride on my motorcycle
    And I dont wanna die
    I just wanna ride on my motorcy...cle

    It was late last night, the other day
    Thought I'd go up and see Ray
    So I went up and I saw Ray
    There was only one thing Ray could say was I...

    I dont want a pickle
    I just wanna ride my motorcycle
    And I don't want a tickle
    I'd rather ride on my motorcycle
    And I don't wanna die
    Just wanna ride on my motorcy...cle

    Late last week I was on my bike
    I run into a friend named Mike
    Run into a friend named Mike
    Mike no longer has a bike he cries...

    I don't want a pickle
    I just wanna ride on my motorcycle
    Yeah, and I don't want a tickle
    Cuz I'd rather ride on my motorcycle
    And I don't wanna die
    Just wanna ride on my motorcy...cle

    in either case, it sounds great in your helmet on a nice spring day....
    Ride Safe, Ride Lots

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    Quote Originally Posted by SNC 1923
    Here's a song I just found out about. It's by Gene Clark. This song, "Gypsy Rider" is a from an album called So Rebellious a Lover that he recorded with Carla Olson.

    Cool story: Last Sunday, my brother Kevin and his band were performing at a wake for the band's former lead singer, a motorcyclist. They played this song as a tribute to Dan and to his motorcyclist friends in attendance. Kev introduced this little-known song explaining that it was penned by Clark, a founding member of the Byrds.
    And don't forget that the Byrds did the title(?) song to Easy Rider.

    Ballad Of Easy Rider

    The river flows
    It flows to the sea
    Wherever that river goes
    That's where I want to be
    Flow river flow
    Let your waters wash down
    Take me from this road
    To some other town

    All he wanted
    Was to be free
    And that's the way
    It turned out to be
    Flow river flow
    Let your waters wash down
    Take me from this road
    To some other town

    Flow river flow
    Past the shaded tree
    Go river, go
    Go to the sea
    Flow to the sea

    The river flows
    It flows to the sea
    Wherever that river goes
    That's where I want to be
    Flow river flow
    Let your waters wash down
    Take me from this road
    To some other town

    Always been one of my favorites

    RM

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    Quote Originally Posted by Cliffy777
    I would like to ask all the forum members to join me in praying for Username.

    "lord, we know his mind ain't right, but we ask for Mercy (or one of her sisters) for our buddy. The medicine is so expensive and he is afraid to go under the knife.... So please lord you fix him on account of we don't know what to do."
    i think it is working. the rain has stopped and the sun is coming out. i feel saner. a little dove is perched on my window sill and it has an olive branch in its mouth. that or it's a malnourished pigeon with a deformed beak. i'm not much of a birder..

    you know, this reminds me of a motorcycling song...

    [strums guitar. it's out of tune. whatever.]

    my mind is twisted
    my thoughts are iffy
    and that wasn't missed
    by my good bud cliffy

    'that boy username
    he ain't there
    so join me folks
    in a tongue-and-cheek prayer'

    [drum solo. wooden spoons on tupperware.]

    'he sure needs to
    get out and ride
    dear lord that boy
    needs medicide!

    so give him some sun
    and a light work load
    so he can get
    out on the road.

    he can twist that throttle
    and shift those gears
    and then his durn singing
    won't be in our ears.'


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    Username!

    Username! You brought the only sunshine I've had today.
    Thanks.
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    There's a line in a Bottle Rockets song that goes;

    sometimes electric...
    sometimes kick...
    sometimes feces...
    sometimes ****....

    It's not a motorcycle song, per se. More about the up's and downs of living, but I like the way they worked the motorcycle reference in there.
    Last edited by woodnsteel; 11-24-2004 at 12:44 AM. Reason: syntax

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