Sneaking past the gravestones to live into the night
Pretty eyes reflecting in the pale moonlight
Well, tell me who you are and if you think it’s alright
Running past your best friend’s window in the night
Motorcycle Riding down the dark, dark street
Well I can finally feel my heart beat
I need speed
Well, what about her she don’t need it anymore
I can never tell the virgin from the whore
Motorcycle Riding down the dark, dark street
Tell me who you are and what you think
Motorcycle Riding wound the dark, dark street
I can finally feel my heart beat
I'm finally coming down
She don't need it any more
The Shivas deliver a set of righteous three-chord wonders with a mean streak that will always be to the tastes of a certain doomy subset of ‘60s rock fans. Bandcamp Album of the Day Oct 29, 2019