Motorbike from Nu Melodies by Zane Brune & The Blue Tunes

Ride, ride your motorcycle
right on down the road
crank up them tunes on the radio
and take off your helmet, it's not cold
I'll watch as you crash and burn
and we'll see what I learn

Ride, ride, into the night
flash on the bright headlights
I'll see you next year or so
but this time you got to go

[Chorus]
Rev up the engine and take off into the wind
Carry on your switchblade and your pockets full of sin
and begin to wonder where to go
in the open, nobody knows

I saw you at the grocery store
buying apples and pears
eating off the produce isle
and no one seemed to care
I thought I'd say hi before you went out the door
and then I thought, oh, what the hell for

you hadn't looked your best since I've seen you last
have you been taking up the flask?
So don't you wait up for me
and hop right on your motor bike
next time, you never know, there
might be something that you like

Rev up the engine and take off into the wind
Carry on your switchblade and your pockets full of sin
and begin to wonder where to go
in the open, nobody knows

Someone told me from what they heard
And I thought it was absurd
That you married a man
and had three kids of your own
and finally settled down at last
just leave in all behind you

all your memories are in the past
But I don't believe it one little bit
Something there just doesn't fit
It's not like you to buy a home
Our type are born to roam

Rev up the engine and take off into the wind
Carry on your switchblade and your pockets full of sin
and begin to wonder where to go
in the open, nobody knows

And if you're home with your family
and not hitching a ride
What's to become of my old life
something in me has died
going place to place is what I'm meant to do
and not having a wife

I guess I'll be going soon
Going out to the dunes
I'll see you in a year or so
But this time I've got to go

Rev up the engine and take off into the wind
Carry on your switchblade and your pockets full of sin
and begin to wonder where to go
in the open, nobody knows

what I'm meant to do
and not having a wife

I guess I'll be going soon
Going out to the dunes
I'll see you in a year or so
But this time I've got to go

Rev up the engine and take off into the wind
Carry on your switchblade and your pockets full of sin
and begin to wonder where to go
in the open, nobody knows...

• 2008
• 2025
• Alternative
• blues
• dark
• eclectic
• experimental rock
• indie rock
• jazz rock
• poetry
• punk funk
• rock'n'roll
• singer-songwriter
• zane brune
• Chicago