I always dreamed of BMX. Got no more time for dreaming. My Ex-Wife resisted bringing our 9 year old son Timmy
We don't need a car I'll just hold, the space bar Respawn at the start, Didn't get very far
I ride a bike with my son, We always have so much fun Unless there's mines on the ground Then things are gonna get bloody
I ride a bike with my son, Sometimes we do bottle runs Sometimes we dodge harpoon guns Sometimes I get to launch Timmy Sometimes I get to launch Timmy For Tim's perspective, just press C I think it's time to get bloody I think it's time to get bloody
It's hard to keep on living This course is unforgiving I doubt that will be healing Son, keep the handles steady
We've come too far To give up on this course I don't need my arms That's what my son is for
We're riding towards a big jump We fly in front of the sun, 's about time we finally won. Think we have earned a victory.
Wanna go again You know what I'm gonna do, I'm gonna put on my victory helmet. You look like a robot
Robotic dance of victory Robotic dance of vic Robotic dance of victory Robotic dance of vic
Robotic dance of victory Robotic dance of victory Robotic dance of victory Robotic dance of victory
I'm irresponsible mom Thought I should be in this song He rides a bike with our son Don't wanna fight for custody
I'm kinda glad when he's gone I got two kids of my own And killing us would be wrong Unless it happens out of frame Good one son!