Текст песни New Handlebars - Hobbes

Biking through the woods with my Dad
The best time that I ever had
Follow him don't think about the path
It's all about the journey, don't go fast

Life's what you make of it
Hard times, hatin' it, won't make any bit
Better for yourself, or your health, it's makin' it fake
Mistaken ignorance, no thanks
Hard times lonely
Circumstance cut deep, shinobi
Second time you throw me
Third time I'm back, it's the old me
Y'all should know me, I bring the sunshine
The clouds they be rollin out, the drout be answered now
Rain down, on the crops they thirsty how
Long it's been out, we peacin' out
My new bike squeaky clean, end scene with the Listerine
When I see my Dad, Imma share a laugh
Reminiscing about those times we had, yeah I'm glad

Biking through the woods with my Dad
Sunshine rays on my back
Life is like watches in a bag
Enjoying the little time we have

But I can't get lost in the past yeah
I can't get lost in the past yeah
Souls at the cost, time's fast and
We flying towards beauty first class man
Don't let the past hold you down
Thick chains, arch ya back, make a frown
No saying "take it down", "turn around", "'what's that"
I could win a beauty pageant with a cool hat
Time's right now, ain't no other past that
My philosophy is to simply
Love your memories and hold them dearly
But fight monotony with curiosity thanks to God for we

Biking through the woods with my Dad
The best time that I've already had
Life is putting diamonds up for grabs
So we can keep digging for the new life we can have