ColdmaN5 - Icicles Bicycles

When I went downtown
To see my great grandfather at his store
I found a scratched-off lotto ticket
Laying on the dirty floor
What on Earth was that doing there
I looked at it carefully
And found out it was a dud
No money had been won on that

Icicles bicycles
Round and round
Icicles bicycles
Sharp as sound

Thursday morning was the same day
That I had to be at school
They were having lunch again
Tuna casserole and hot dog buns
Baseball cards scattered the floor
Just as a hamster came flying down
We all ducked as he opened fire on us
All at once

Icicles bicycles
Round and round
Icicles bicycles
Sharp as sound

Icicles bicycles
Round and round
Icicles bicycles
Sharp as sound

Icicles bicycles
Round and round
Icicles bicycles
Sharp as sound

Icicles bicycles
Icicles bicycles
Icicles bicycles
Icicles bicycles
Icicles bicycles
Icicles bicycles
Icicles bicycles
Icicles bicycles
Icicles bicycles
Icicles bicycles

Written by:
Scott Donnelly

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