Song lyrics about motorcycles

[Guzzirider]

There are plenty of songs written about riding bikes- what is your favourite?

 

I'll start off with one from one of my favourite bands Rancid:

 

MOTORCYCLE RIDE

 

If you wanna make a move then you better come in

 

It's just the ability to reason that wears so thin

 

Living and dying and the stories that are true

 

The secret to a good life is knowing when your through...

 

 

 

.. Sara ceased existing right before she died a fifth of bourbon and a motorcycle ride...

 

 

 

...If you wanna make a move then you better come in

 

It's just the ability to reason that wears so thin

 

If you wanna make a move then you better come in

 

It's just the ability to reason that wears so thin

 

 

 

.. Sara ceased existing right before she died

 

I bit the bourbon and I'm on her side...

 

 

 

If you wanna make a move then you better come in

 

It's just the ability to reason that wears so thin

 

 

 

...before she died

 

I bit the bullet on a motorcycle ride

[todd haven]

1952 VINCENT BLACK LIGHTNING

 

Oh says Red Molly to James "That's a fine motorbike.

A girl could feel special on any such like"

Says James to Red Molly "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 favourite colour scheme"

And he pulled her on behind and down to Boxhill they did ride

 

Oh says James to Red Molly "Here's a ring for your right hand

But I'll tell you in earnest I'm a dangerous man.

For 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

He 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 Greeves won't do,

Ah, they don't have a soul like a Vincent 52"

Oh he reached for her hand and he slipped her the keys

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.

 

--Richard Thompson

[rocker59]

The theme song for my September moto-holiday:

 

artist: Billy Idol lyrics

title: Summer Running

album: Devil's Playground

 

(Billy Idol/Steve Stevens)

 

We spent the summer running

Scared of what they might do

After we spent the winter crying

In the mist we came all unglued

Sometimes back to school

It seems so sad

And nothing's new

Until I spent the summer running

Just we two

Just we two

 

I followed you to Zion

The four corners and the redwoods too

The Mesa in Arizona

The Grand Canyon and Las Vegas too

All the bad-brained people

One of these days we'll run over you

And spend the summer running

Just we two

Just we two

 

I don't walk

I run

Ridin' into the sun

On my motorcycle

We can just blow

I don't know

What's ahead

We don't talk of the dead

On my motorcycle

C'mon let's go

 

'Cos there's always

There's always

The world you know

The world you know

 

Well I wear a grim

Smile day after day, baby

As I'm working into our future

 

Oh yeah

 

And I take a quick drink

In a world that stinks, baby

'Cos I'm standing up against the furies

 

Oh yeah

 

I can escape

I've got a Batman's cape

And I can cover myself, and baby

Yes I'm flying

I'm flying

I'm flying tonight

 

Oh yeah

 

Just we two

Runnin' down the highway

Smilin' at the problems

'Cos there's always

There's always

The world you know

The world you know

 

We spent the summer running

Just we two

Just we two

Just we two

 

 

 

The ride report: http://www.v11lemans.com/forums/index.php?showtopic=8941

 

Another Billy Idol tune - Blue Highway:

 

SO MY GOOD friends

Your super drug ends

I go up to the stratosphere

Brain fry day glo

Holy water for your soul

And I wake up in the USA

 

Oh you know we're gonna ride

On a blue highway

Walk with ELECTRO GLIDE

On a blue highway

Wave HELLO TO CHRIST

on my highway

Yes I almost died

On a blue highway

 

Oh the Sons from Mars

On stolen guitars

are out to ride the night life

Soul sister, soul hitter

I hear you and I miss you

Co-starring in the USA

 

Oh you know we're gonna ride

On a blue highway

Walk with ELECTRO GLIDE

On a blue highway

Wave Hello to Christ

on my highway

Yes I almost died

On a blue highway

 

Why do I miss you

Why did I kiss you

Because

 

Oh you know we're gonna ride

On a blue highway

Walk with ELECTRO GLIDE

On a blue highway

Wave Hello to Christ

on my highway

Yes I almost died

On a blue highway

 

So glad that you're living now

I'm glad that you're here

I'm glad that you wanna stay

Because

 

Oh you know we're gonna ride

On a blue highway

Walk with ELECTRO GLIDE

On a blue highway

Wave Hello to Christ

on my highway

Yes I almost died

On THE blue highway

On THE blue highway

 

Quaaludes and red wine for love

Yes there's a time a time for love

Then you kissed me

On a blue highway

 

Why do I miss you

Why did I kiss you

 

 

I think the book "Blue Highways" was his inspiration...

[guzziownr]

"I don't want a pickle..."

 

Just kidding, I'm with Todd, here's Richard Thompson on Youtube:

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sxSCJpnojuM

 

DW

[Tom M]

"I don't want a pickle..."

 

Just kidding, I'm with Todd, here's Richard Thompson on Youtube:

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sxSCJpnojuM

 

DW

 

Nothing against Arlo but I'm with you & Todd on this. I hadn't heard the song for quite a while now, thanks for posting the video.

[callison]

I know every word to "Blues Theme" by Davie Allan & The Arrows by heart.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Actually, so do you.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

'Cause there ain't any...

[Greg Field]

Yes, Richard Thompson. Awesome guitar player. Haven't seen him play since the late 1980s, but I bet he's gotten even better with age.

[Ouiji Veck]

"Red hair and black leather...my favorite color scheme"

"He gave her one last kiss and died...and he gave her his Guzzi to ride"

~~~sniff~~~ ...Thats the way I do it anyway...

[Guest ratchethack]

There's this haunting, lonely, long-distance travelling tune by Johnny Cash, one o' my favorites, put together with a streaming audio/still shot montage (see link) by Dan Kalal of Wichita, Kansas, a sometime poster to this forum.

 

Dan probably has more long distance USA miles on his Guzzi than just about anybody. Accordin' to Dan, every one of the shots on the link were taken on cross-country trips on his Guzzi, which appears in one o' the shots.

 

If you substitute "ridin'" f'er "walkin'" in the lyrics, it makes it into a motorcycle song. Works just fine f'er me.

 

http://www.dankalal.net/summary/vanishing_roads.wmv

 

The Wanderer (4:44)

- Johnny Cash, backup vocals by Bono and U2

 

I went out walkin'

Through streets paved with gold

Lifted some stones --

Saw the skin and bones

Of a city without a soul

 

I went out walkin'

Under an atomic sky

Where the ground won't turn

And the rain it burns

Like the tears when I said, "Goodbye"

Yeah I went with nothing --

Nothing but the thought of you

I went wandering

 

I went drifting

Through the capitals of tin

Where men can't walk

Or freely talk

And sons turn their fathers in

I stopped outside a church house

Where the citizens like to sit

They say they want the Kingdom,

But they don't want God in it

 

I went out ridin'

Down that old eight lane

I passed by a thousand signs

Lookin' for my own name

I went with nothing,

But the thought you'd be there too --

Lookin' for you

 

I went out there

In search of experience

To taste and to touch

And to heal as much

As a man can

Before he repents

 

I went out searching

Looking for one good man

A spirit who would not bend or break,

Who would sit at his father's right hand

 

I went out walking

With a bible and a gun

The Word of God lay heavy on my heart

I was sure I was the one

 

Now Jesus, don't you wait up

Jesus, I'll be home soon

Yeah I went out for the papers

Told her I'd be back by noon

 

Yeah I left with nothin',

But the thought you'd be there too --

Looking for you.

 

Yeah I left with nothin' --

Nothing but the thought of you

I went wandering

 

Ooooo Hoooo Oooo

Ah Oooo Ooo Hoo

[jrt]

 

The Wanderer (4:44)

- Johnny Cash

 

 

That is a good song. I have it on my ipod....

 

There's a (crappy) tune by "cake" that specifically mentions Moto Guzzi-

 

Cake

Motorcade of Generosity (1994)

Rock'n'Roll Lifestyle

 

Well, your CD collection looks shiny and costly.

How much did you pay for your bad Moto Guzzi?

And how much did you spend on your black leather jacket?

Is it you or your parents in this income tax bracket?

 

Now tickets to concerts and drinking at clubs,

Sometimes for music that you haven't even heard of.

And how much did you pay for your rock'n'roll t-shirt

That proves you were there,

That you heard of them first?

 

How do you afford your rock'n'roll lifestyle?

How do you afford your rock'n'roll lifestyle?

How do you afford your rock'n'roll lifestyle?

Ah, tell me.

 

How much did you pay for the chunk of his guitar,

The one he ruthlessly smashed at the end of the show?

And how much will he pay for a brand new guitar,

One which he'll ruthlessly smash at the end of another show?

And how long will the workers keep building him new ones?

As long as their soda cans are red, white, and blue ones.

And how long will the workers keep building him new ones?

As long as their soda cans are red, white, and blue ones.

 

Aging black leather and hospital bills,

Tattoo removal and dozens of pills.

Your liver pays dearly now for youthful magic moments,

But rock on completely with some brand new components.

 

How do you afford your rock'n'roll lifestyle?

How do you afford your rock'n'roll lifestyle?

How do you afford your rock'n'roll lifestyle?

 

Excess ain't rebellion.

You're drinking what they're selling.

Your self-destruction doesn't hurt them.

Your chaos won't convert them.

They're so happy to rebuild it.

You'll never really kill it.

Yeah, excess ain't rebellion.

You're drinking what they're selling.

Excess ain't rebellion.

You're drinking,

You're drinking,

You're drinking what they're selling.

[helicopterjim R.I.P.]

I can not find the lyrics to Bike Blood by the Fabulous Poodles but I did find another old favourite. I remember this song from when I was 5 years old!!

 

Black Denim Trousers

The Diamonds

Words and Music by Jerry Leiber and Mike Stoller

 

-as sung on "The Diamonds Collection"-Stardust CD-1010

-charted by The Cheers at # 6 in 1955

 

 

 

He wore black denim trousers and motorcycle boots

And a black leather jacket with an eagle on the back

He had a hopped-up 'cicle that took off like a gun

That fool was the terror of Highway 101

 

Well, he never washed his face and he never combed his hair

He had axle grease imbedded underneath his fingernails

On the muscle of his arm was a red tattoo

A picture of a heart saying "Mother, I love you"

 

He had a pretty girlfriend by the name of Mary Lou

But he treated her just like he treated all the rest

And everybody pitied her and everybody knew

He loved that doggone motorcycle best

 

He wore black denim trousers and motorcycle boots

And a black leather jacket with an eagle on the back

He had a hopped-up 'cicle that took off like a gun

That fool was the terror of Highway 101

 

 

Mary Lou, poor girl, she pleaded and she begged him not to leave

She said "I've got a feeling if you ride tonight I'll grieve"

But her tears were shed in vain and her every word was lost

In the rumble of an engine and the smoke from his exhaust

 

: Then he took off like the Devil and there was fire in his eyes!! He

said "I'll go a thousand miles before the sun can rise." But he hit a screamin' diesel

that was California-bound" And when they cleared the wreckage, all

they found

 

Was his black denim trousers and motorcycle boots

And a black leather jacket with an eagle on the back

But they couldn't find the 'cicle that took off like a gun

And they never found the terror of High way 1 oh 1

[Guzzirider]

Motorcycle Emptiness by the Manic Street Preachers:

 

Culture sucks down words

Itemise loathing and feed yourself smiles

Organise your safe tribal war

Hurt maim kill and enslave the ghetto

 

Each day living out a lie

Life sold cheaply forever, ever, ever

 

Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness

Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness

 

Life lies a slow suicide

Orthodox dreams and symbolic myths

From feudal serf to spender

This wonderful world of purchase power

 

Just like lungs sucking on air

Survivals natural as sorrow, sorrow, sorrow

 

Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness

Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness

 

All we want from you are the kicks youve given us

All we want from you are the kicks youve given us

All we want from you are the kicks youve given us

All we want from you are the kicks youve given us

 

Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness

Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness

 

Drive away and its the same

Everywhere death row, everyones a victim

Your joys are counterfeit

This happiness corrupt political shit

 

Living life like a comatose

Ego loaded and swallow, swallow, swallow

 

Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness

Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness

Under neon loneliness motorcycle emptiness

Under neon loneliness everlasting nothingness

[dlaing]

Chris Spedding's, "Motorbiking"

Not sure if these lyrics are complete...I only vaguely remember the martha and the muffins' version

Original Lyrics:

Moving on the Queen's highway

Looking like a streak of lightning

And if you've gotta

Go-go gotta go motorbike riding.

 

 

 

 

 

and another favorite

Lou Reed

New Sensations

 

I dont like guilt be it stoned or stupid

Drunk and disorderly I aint no cupid

Two years ago today I was arrested on christmas eve

 

I dont want pain, I want to walk not be carried

I dont want to give it up, I want to stay married

I aint no dog tied to a parked car

 

Ooohhh, new sensations

Ooohhh, new sensations

 

Talkin bout some new sensations

Talkin bout some new sensations

 

I want the principles of a timeless muse

I want to eradicate my negative views

And get rid of those people who are always on a down

 

Its easy enough to tell what is wrong

But thats not what I want to hear all night long

Some people are like human toulinols

 

Ooohhh, new sensations

Ooohhh, ooohhh, new sensations

 

Talkin bout some new sensations

Talkin a new sensations

 

I took my gpz out for a ride

The engine felt good between my thighs

The air felt cool, its was forty degrees outside

 

I rode to pennsylvania near the delaware gap

Sometimes I got lost and had to check the map

I stopped at a roadside diner for a burger and a coke

 

There were some country folk and some hunters inside

Somebody got themselves married and somebody died

I went to the juke box and played a hillbilly song

 

They was arguing about football as I waved and went outside

And I headed for the mountains feeling warm inside

I love that gpz so much, you know that I could kiss her

 

Ooohhh, new sensations

Ooohhh, ooohhh, new sensations

 

Talkin bout your new sensations

Talkin new sensations

 

Ooohhh, new sensations

Ooohhh, new sensations

Ooohhh, new sensations

Ooohhh, new sensations

Ooohhh, new sensations

...

[jihem]

there's "Harley Davidson" written by a true genious called Serge Gainsbourg for the once splendid 1960's sex icon Brigitte Bardot (she has turned into a very sour extreme right-winger, and her beauty, both inside and outside, is definitively in the past)

 

 

 

Je n'ai besoin de personn'

En Harley Davidson

Je n'reconnais plus personn

En Harley Davidson

J'appuie sur le starter,

Et voici que je quitte la terre,

J'irai p't'être au Paradis,

Mais dans un train d'enfer.

 

( i need no one when riding my HD

I recognize no one when riding my HD

I push on the starter and i'm off from this earth

I might go to heaven, but that'll be at a great pace)

 

Je n'ai besoin de personn'

En Harley Davidson

Je n'reconnais plus personn'

En Harley Davidson

Et si je meurs demain

C'est que tel était mon destin

Je tiens bien moins à la vie

Qu'à mon terrible engin.

 

(..and if i die tomorrow that would have been my destiny

i care more about my bike than for my life)

 

Je n'ai besoin de personn'

En Harley Davidson

Je n'reconnais plus personn'

En Harley Davidson

Quand je sens en chemin

Les trépidations de ma machine,

Il me monte des désirs

Dans le creux de mes reins

 

(...when riding i feel the vibrations of my machine,

and desires arise in my back)

 

Je n'ai besoin de personn'

En Harley Davidson

Je n'reconnais plus personn'

En Harley Davidson

Je vais à plus de cent,

Et je me sens à feu et à sang,

Que m'importe de mourir

Les cheveux dans le vent !

Que m'importe de mourir

Les cheveux dans le vent !

 

(...I'm going more than 100 and i feel scorched and alive,

I don't care about dying if it's with the hair in the wind)

 

translation done in a hurry. I translated Keith Code's Twist Of The Wrist in french, but it's easier to explain an apex than decoding a song and Keith doesn't make rhymes

[dlaing]

Motorcycle Emptiness by the Manic Street Preachers:

 

Motorcycle Emptiness???

Is that when your tank of fuel is too low?