Two Cycle Engine by The Heligoats Lyrics
Crashed into a motorcycle
With a sidecar
The driver lived, but I killed the passenger
He went flying
I fled the scene
I woke up, it was just a dream
Where I was riding
In a sidecar
Of a motorcycle
In a head-on collision, with a semi
On sixty-five, it was driven by this girl who had been on my mind
And this swamp thing wasn't there sitting at her side
And he was yelling something at me and waving his arms
I could hear him, he said
'Don't it feel just like we are looking in a mirror?'
So I woke up
And I took an ambient and I fell right back asleep
But I wokе up again, I was in a roller rink
I was in an ambulance
I was on the strеtcher in the middle of all the rollerskaters
It was electric
And it was deejayed and the jockey played everything we asked his [?] to play
But he scratched me with a broken record he'd come a-passed
Until I bled
He was like
[?] must have felled on top of that mountain
And at that point I was determined to confirm if I was alive or dead
And when I woke up there was a smoking tire in my bed
And the sidecar, well it was parked out front
It was immaculate with black chrome shining in the sun
And this swamp thing, well he was in the bathroom
And when he came out he kissed me on my forehead
Said he'd be seeing me soon
So I went back to sleep
And I found that semi
I drove it to the girls house
The girl who had been on my mind
And I took her out of here
I took control
Until a motorcycle with a sidecar crashed into us, before I could show her my whole
My future back in the swamp
Where I was positive I could give her anything she'd ever want
The only problem with this dream was
For the life of me, I could not stay asleep
So your best bed's a two cycle engine
If you want to bring us faster into this [?] intended
We can do things in our sleep we don't remember
In the morning
But don't ever say I was not in there to warn you
With a sidecar
The driver lived, but I killed the passenger
He went flying
I fled the scene
I woke up, it was just a dream
Where I was riding
In a sidecar
Of a motorcycle
In a head-on collision, with a semi
On sixty-five, it was driven by this girl who had been on my mind
And this swamp thing wasn't there sitting at her side
And he was yelling something at me and waving his arms
I could hear him, he said
'Don't it feel just like we are looking in a mirror?'
So I woke up
And I took an ambient and I fell right back asleep
But I wokе up again, I was in a roller rink
I was in an ambulance
I was on the strеtcher in the middle of all the rollerskaters
It was electric
And it was deejayed and the jockey played everything we asked his [?] to play
But he scratched me with a broken record he'd come a-passed
Until I bled
He was like
[?] must have felled on top of that mountain
And at that point I was determined to confirm if I was alive or dead
And when I woke up there was a smoking tire in my bed
And the sidecar, well it was parked out front
It was immaculate with black chrome shining in the sun
And this swamp thing, well he was in the bathroom
And when he came out he kissed me on my forehead
Said he'd be seeing me soon
So I went back to sleep
And I found that semi
I drove it to the girls house
The girl who had been on my mind
And I took her out of here
I took control
Until a motorcycle with a sidecar crashed into us, before I could show her my whole
My future back in the swamp
Where I was positive I could give her anything she'd ever want
The only problem with this dream was
For the life of me, I could not stay asleep
So your best bed's a two cycle engine
If you want to bring us faster into this [?] intended
We can do things in our sleep we don't remember
In the morning
But don't ever say I was not in there to warn you