Riding On My Bike
Sia Lyrics

I'm riding on my bike
I am currently on a bicycle.

I'm going round the block
I am riding in a circular path surrounding an area of natural ground enclosed by streets.

No, I can't cross the road
I am not able to travel over the paved path intended for vehicles.

I'm not allowed to do that
I do not have the permission to do so.

I'm so happy here 'cause
I am very satisfied with the current situation, and the reason for this is that

I'm just riding on my bike
I am simply operating a pedal-driven vehicle.

I'm checking out the dogs
I am observing the canines along my route.

Barking as I pass them
After briefly hearing vocalizations from the dogs, I verbally reciprocate.

Barking back, I laugh and
I audibly reply with laughter, and continue on.

I ride on on my bike
I maintain my current position and activity on my bipedal moving device.

I'm singing to myself, la-la-la
I am vocalizing with spontaneous, non-sensical syllables.

I'm counting purple flowers
I am utilizing a numeric system to keep track of the number of objects of a specific color that I observe.

And I'll do this for hours
I will continue to perform this series of actions for an extended period of time.

Happy riding on my bike
I am experiencing a cheerful emotional state while operating my cycle device.

I'm like an ice cream truck
I am similar in behavior to a vehicle which sells frozen deserts.

I'm tasting all the flavors
I am experiencing the various tastes of items I encounter on my ride.

I'm waving to my neighbors, hi!
I am using my hand to signal acknowledgement to people living in close proximity to myself.

While I'm riding on my bike
During the duration of my trip via pedal-driven vehicle.

I'm counting all the cracks, six, seven, eight
I am utilizing a numerical system to identify the presence of faults or losses in the current path of my bicycle.

Yeah, I'm the pavement agent
I am the individual who keeps watchful attention on the footway, and reports any issues to the appropriate person.

And my house is the station
My place of residence is the central location that my bicycling circuit surrounds.

And I ride past on my bike
I continue on my course while pedaling on my moving device.

My tummy's rumbling
I am experiencing a low-frequency noise emanating from the area of my stomach, indicating a need for sustenance.

My mama's selling tickets
My mother is exchanging currency for slips of paper that entitle the holder to receive an edible substance.

To broccoli and fish sticks, I'm hungry
I have a yearning for the nourishment that is represented by the food items described, and I intend to consume them.