Up on a Motorbike - The Real McKenzies

Up on a motorbike last night

It was late after the show when we’d

Jet Quebec and headed to Ontario!

Well we run the shoreline wide

Lake Superior on our side hear the

Sound of the road become our stereo!

On a cold October eve

Under the lights of Montreal

Well we’d played for dreams and demons became

To 'em!

All for all!

Now the club refused to pay

For the show that we had played

And they’s tossed us to the gutter

Drunk and underpaid!

Hung-over outta cash

We pledged to flee that city fast

When we’d jack the club man’s bike

To settle up at last!

We got a spark the engine turned

She fired up!

The rubber burned!

And before you know it

We were in the highest gear!

Up on a motorbike last night

It was late after the show when we’d

Jet Quebec and headed to Ontario!

Well we run the shoreline wide

Lake Superior on our side hear the

Sound of the road become our stereo!

Up on a Motorbike last night

Still with a thousand miles to go!

Well we’d blaze down the highway

Through Ontario!

On past the Rock cut!

Of the Canadian Shield

We’d cross the Manitoba Border

To the Prairie Fields!