With apologies to Pete Townsend and all who read this

I've got my clipless, helmet
Lead me to the trails
Yeah, I'm off to the civil war
I've got my baggy shorts, my mtb shoes
I'm ridin' in the rain
Gonna ride till my butt is raw

Slip kid, slip kid, second generation
And I'm a bike rider at thirteen
Slip kid, slip kid, realization
There's no easy way to be free
No easy way to be free

It's a hard, hard world

I left my family home to get in a ride
I left the door ajar
I left my camel back
Full of water
I lost the keys to my car

Slip kid, slip kid, second generation
Almost hit that tree
Slip kid, slip kid, I'm a relation
I'm a mountain bike rider at fifty-three
No easy way to be free

Slip kid, slip kid

Keep away young kid, you won't fool me
You and your history won't rule me
You might have been a bmx rider, but admit you failed
I'm not affected by your wheelie
You won't blackmail me

I've got my clipless, helmet
Lead me to the trails
Yeah, I'm off to the civil war
I've got my baggy shorts, my mtb shoes
I'm ridin' in the rain
Gonna ride till my butt is raw

Slip kid, slip kid, slip out of trouble
Slip over here and set me free
Slip kid, slip kid, don't brake drag
You're slidin down the hill like me
No easy way to be free
No easy way to be free
No easy way to be free
 
Well done- you don't have to apologize to anybody.
 
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