Trials Fusion Dan Bull

[Intro]
Dan Bull's back in the saddle
(ohh, yeah, eeighh)
(vroom)

[Verse]
I'm sitting on the saddle of my motorcycle
Kicking up the gravel that'll poke your eyeball
Making roads though only sidewards
Go to the right 'til I pwn my rivals
My bike can fly, I'm rising skyward
You wouldn't like to try this but I would
Go higher, no wires
'Til my bones are broke like plywood

Two wheels and a health care policy
When I ride, there's a health scare, honestly
With the hospital costs that I've got
Every Third World debt could be dropped and forgot
Look, chum, between me and you (yeah?)
There must be an easier route (yeah!)
But if I took a bus for an easy commute (yeah?)
Then I wouldn't see the scenery too
My team is a beat (mwah)
Fifty nifty people who
Can easily do maneuvres
That need to be seen to believe to be true (woo!)
We'll leave it to you
To see a futuristic mystic misfit
Do the sickest fliptrick in the district (shit)
'Til I break stuff like the dude that's in Limp Bizkit (hah)
You're too simplistic to risk it