Going places in our crash helmets,
Accidents happen, but for now we're alive on our motorcycle.
Sliding on wet roads,
Turning sharp corners,
We almost lost it, but still we go around on our motorcycle
Today is our last day,
The first and only day,
We went out in the dark and came back again.
Getting older,
We've run some red lights,
None of us are safe now,
Might not even be remembered on our motorcycle.
But we were still honest even when no one was looking,
Hard to breathe easy with nay-sayers on the sidecar of our motorcycle.
You've broken a couple of legs,
I've broken a heart or two,
But we loved each other and came back again.
And to our dear, dead dears,
If there's anywhere to be, then you must be there, (be there)
And to our dear, dead dears,
If there's anything to know, then you must know it.
Down here below it,
We're heading for the very same dead end,
Stop lights and crash sights and meeting again.
Going places in our crash helmets,
Accidents happen but for now we're alive on our motorcycle.
Going places, ('round and 'round)
We're going places, ('round and 'round)
We're going places, ('round and 'round)
We're going places, ('round and 'round)
We're going places, ('round and 'round)
We're going places, ('round and 'round)
We're going places, ('round and 'round)
We're going places.
