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Trials Fusion

This song is by Dan Bull and appears on the album Generation Gaming VIII (2015).

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Dan Bull's back in the saddle, ooh yeah

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 till 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 till 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, there must be an easier route
But if I took a bus for an easy commute
Then I wouldn't see the scenery too
My team is a beaut, fifty nifty people who
Who can easily do maneuvers
That need to be seen to believe to be true
We'll leave it to you to see a futuristic mystic misfit
Do the sickest flip trick in the district
Till I break stuff like the dude that's in Limp Bizkit
You're too simplistic to risk it

You could sit and sift through statistics
And never see another human who's sadistic
Masochistic through ballistics
Kick in the ignition till my boots are twisted
True peristence and brutal quickness
Rips through resistance of stupid nitwits
It's a twist of the wrist and the gears are shifted
Give me a kiss, oops, I smeared your lipstick

Clearly gifted, considerably
We're here to get lifted, literally
If you're in my vision even peripherally
I'll rip you to little pieces deliberately
Plenty more fish in the sea, I'm throwing nets out
Picking a team, only the best, wow
Collectively we're going to leave you stressed out
Till evidently you gonna need a rest, pow
I apologise for my intrusion
But I want to fight with Isaac Newton
When I ride my bike disproving his life's delusion
I'd confuse him, sir, gravity is a trite illusion
That tries reducing my skyward movement
But my conclusion is I'm going to fly
It's Trials Fusion

I float through the air like a cloud
Shaped like a motorbike
And made from pieces of a motorbike
Indistinguishable, in fact, from an actual motorbike
With me on it, flying like a cloud
That's shaped like a motorbike

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