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