my new bicycle is race car blue it used to belong to my big sister sue she grew a little too tall then traded it to me for my old basketball. riding that thing i gotta sing it's a blast i never believed i could go so fast up and down hills zipping through the town past the reservoir when the sun slips down i'm flying! back home i collected some rags i snuck them out of my ma's old clothes bags bucket of water and a squirt of soap my bicycle's as clean as the soul of a pope