Up until now my ideas have been latent
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The cycling world will never be the same
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But come first light I'll be taking out a patent
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And from that day
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If a bike be found lying on the ground again
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I'm not to blame
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What joy it'll bring, piece of metal and a spring
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Bolted down by the back wheel, activated by the heel
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What joy it'll bring, piece of metal and a spring
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What chicken laid the egg from whence inside an idea hatches?
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From prototype to production lines to the first one hundred batches
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I will do for parking bikes what anchors did for sailing
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What joy it'll bring, piece of metal and a spring
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There's handle bars for steering and there's tyre tread for traction
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A tiny bell for friends you pass and greet
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But when they add my ingenious contraption
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Mouths will fall
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And eyebrows will rise and staring eyes will meet
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The bike complete
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What joy it'll bring, piece of metal and a spring
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Bolted down by the back wheel, activated by the heel
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What joy it'll bring, piece of metal and a spring
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There'll be articles in newspapers and dinners at the town hall
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My first cheque's for a thousand bucks, now that's one spicy meatball
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But all the fame and fortune in the world will not compare
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To the joy it'll bring, piece of metal and a spring
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Spring
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Now bikes around the world can stand alone without their owners
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And I can get some cash on the side but that's just a bonus
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When underneath their helmets I will see their smiling faces
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What joy it'll bring, piece of metal and a spring
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Piece of metal and a spring
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The Kickstand Song
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Darren Hanlon |