Biker Nerds

Biker Nerds, Biker Nerds

Taking over the road, you have such nerve

Biker Nerds, Biker Nerds

Please flip over your bike at the next curb

Hey old man, stop taking up the entire road and move the hell over

You dress like a star triathete but you are just thirty years older

Do you think you actually look good in those tight, yellow spandex shorts?

It's getting difficult to pass you and your group of thirty Biker Nerd cohorts

You guys are not Lance Armstrong, why can't you understand that?

You are just a bunch of skinny, aging Biker Nerds and throw in a few that are fat

You are always in the way, you are always a pain in the ass

You are riding your bikes in busy traffic, always trying to pass

You are riding so recklessly, you are riding so fast

This is why people laugh when you crash

You guys are everywhere and all over the place

Please get off the roads and out of my face

You are always riding your bikes where it is dangerous

Causing road rage and causing people to act vicious

You want us to respect you but about us you don't give a shit

You think you own the roads and we only just drive on it

Biker Nerds, Biker Nerds

Taking over the road, you have such nerve

Biker Nerds, Biker Nerds

Please flip your bike over at the next curb

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