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 your 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 (I want a) bicycle race You say coke, I say 'caine You say John, I say Wayne Hot dog, I say 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 'Cause all I want to do is Bicycle, bicycle, bicycle I want to ride my bicycle, bicycle (c'mon), 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 Source: LyricFind Songwriters: Freddie Mercury Bicycle Race lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
And now, one more thing before we go.
The president fell off his bicycle the other day. To check to make sure that he was oriented, the paramedics asked him to recite the alphabet backwards. The president responded, "The alphabet backwards." The paramedics decided that he was oriented, since we all know that he is already "off his rocker"! I'm Skip Adz, sitting in for Ben Dunn, Sarah Sunshine, and "Junction" Jack Jones. Stay cool and hydrated everyone! It is really summer now! (And REALLY hot).
C.: d.c, can I come in for a moment? d.: Sure Cal.E. The news is over. What can I do for you? C.: it's more like what I can do for you, or, more accurately, the children in Uvalde. d.: That's generous of you Cal.E., but you did not need to give me cash. C.: Well, this C-note is all I had left from my first paycheck of June, although I worked many extra shifts. I paid kitten support to Tom and both of my insurance premiums. I also paid FICA, federal taxes, and something called "Pe.T.tax." Am I being penalized for being a working pet? d.: No, Cal.E. I pay the same tax. "Pe.T. tax" means that the government does not want to miss taxing you as much as it can. The Pe.T. tax is in case they missed taxing you for something and didn't catch it. C.: I see. Maybe that money could go to something useful, like finding homes for orphans, both animals and humans! d.: That would be nice, but it is usually put towards whichever program is pitched to hardest by the lobbyists. Politics is a dirty game! C.: Anyway, I thought about what you said, that I do not need money to live on. All of my needs are taken care of by Mom and Dad. So, I will give you my paychecks for the month of July, as well as June. That should help the kids in Uvalde who are in the hospital to pay for "incidentals" when they get out and need extended care at home. d.: Yes, Cal.E. I have had enough experience with "extended care" to know that it does not come cheaply, and insurance will only cover a portion of it, no matter how good the coverage is. I will do the same as you. I will contribute the money from any book sales in July to this cause. Thank you for the idea, Cal.E. C.: you're welcome. Now, I must get back to my kittens. Mom and Dad are watching them, but my kittens are quick and mischievous! Mom and Dad like to wind down before bed.My kittens will keep them from doing that if I do not go home now and help put them to bed. They must get up early so that I can give them a dose of my "special" beet juice before they go to work. It takes about an hour to take effect, so they must get up at four a.m. so that they will be effective when they go to work at five! d.: Okay, Cal.E., have a good night. Sleep tight, don't let the... C.: NO!!! Don't say the last part! It gives me the willies, since I found out the bedbugs are real! Dad was an exterminator! He told me all about them! I do NOT want to think about them before I crawl into bed (although I will not be able to go to sleep now, after THAT conversation!)
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