Man on the sidewalk smiles wide
As a pedaling whirlwind flashes by
“Look at the boys
On their machineries of joy!”
Sissy bars and banana seats
Wheelies on suburban streets
When he was a boy
On their machineries of joy
And from breakfast ‘til the sun had set
They’d ride as far as their legs let
Just to live the dream that never dies:
Freedom under summer skies
Man on the corner waves his hand high
As a souped up street rod cruises by
What a glorious noise!
From those machineries of joy
In their GTOs and Super Bees
Smokes in the sleeves of grease stained tees
They were no longer boys
In their machineries of joy
But when the work bell rang ‘til midnight passed
They’d drive as far as they had gas
Just to chase the dream that never dies:
Freedom under summer skies
The man whistles as he wheels home
On his chair of levers, knobs and chrome
He’s like a boy
On his machinery of joy
And he’s out before day grows hot
And he wheels until his arms are shot
And he lives the dream that never dies:
Freedom under summer skies
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