Sixty thousand bikes Tell me the one you like I think you took a turn too far I think you just found your car And in the warmer months I keep it in my trunk Assist in service My great lakes fogged by the EPA They gave it eighteen days Give everyone a gun You must protect your sons And now I have to hate Two new expansions for our road today We need to play catch up anyway We don't agree to write down what was spent Before you know we're down to ten percent It's planned and then it's done It happens all at once