Oh.Lord, won't you slow down the Mercedes Benz?
My friends all drive Porsches, I must make amends
rode bikes all my lifetime, no help from my friends
So Lord, won't you slow down the Mercedes Benz?
Oh Lord, won't you guide me and my bike over town
I'm counting on you Lord, please don't let me down
I'll wait for delivery each day until three
for bike paths all empty, shardless and free.
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Author:
Norman Flagtea (
Online) - Published: December 5th, 2025 15:57
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