(Intro – crowd noise, bike freewheel clicks, distant laughter, gang chants) Gang Chant HEY! HEY! HEY! HEY! Lead Vocal Do you remember? Gang Chant OUTSIDE! OUTSIDE! OUTSIDE! ⸻ Verse 1 Summer sun burnin’ holes in the afternoon, Chrome handlebars shining underneath the moon, Twenty-inch dreams and a plywood half pipe , Every neighborhood kid had a favorite camp. Posters on the bedroom wall, Heroes ten feet tall, Every magazine we bought Made us believe we could have it all. No notifications, No endless scrolling screens, Just scraped-up knees and dirty jeans, Living every dream we’d seen. ⸻ Pre-Chorus Mom was yellin’, “Boy, get your chores done!” Dad kept sayin’, “That bike ain’t gonna make you someone!” Maybe they were right— Maybe they were wrong— But every memory I treasure Started when I was gone… ⸻ CHORUS Gang Chant OUTSIDE! We were outside—riding our bikes! OUTSIDE! Living our lives! You couldn’t catch us inside, Not even if you tried! OUTSIDE! Doing our tricks! OUTSIDE! Freestyle kicks! We were having the time of our lives— We were the last of our kind! Gang Chant OUTSIDE! OUTSIDE! OUTSIDE! ⸻ Verse 2 Saturday morning cartoons on TV, Then the whole neighborhood was waiting for me, Grab the bike and disappear, Nobody knew we’d be back all year. Rufus at the bike shop knew our names, Taught us spokes and bearing games, We talked for hours about the latest tricks, Dreaming we’d be legends someday doing flips. Half-pipes, quarter-pipes, Flatland in the street, The soundtrack of a generation Rolling underneath our feet. ⸻ Pre-Chorus 2 The arcade lights were calling, The candy store was too, But somehow every road we rode Always led us through Another perfect sunset, Another perfect day, And none of us imagined It could ever fade away. ⸻ CHORUS Gang Chant OUTSIDE! We were outside—riding our bikes! OUTSIDE! Living our lives! You couldn’t catch us inside, Not even if you tried! OUTSIDE! Doing our tricks! OUTSIDE! Freestyle kicks! We were having the time of our lives— We were the last of our kind! ⸻ Guitar Solo (Ripping melodic guitar lead over gang chants) HEY! HEY! HEY! OUTSIDE! OUTSIDE! (Whammy bends, harmonics, crowd vocals, BMX sound effects) ⸻ Bridge Now the world fits inside a phone, Everybody together— But somehow alone. The parks got quieter, The ramps disappeared, The things we thought would last forever Aren’t still here. But every scar tells a story, Every photograph remains, And every time I hear a freewheel spin, I’m sixteen once again. ⸻ Final Chorus Gang Chant OUTSIDE! We were outside—riding our bikes! OUTSIDE! Living our lives! You couldn’t catch us inside, Not even if you tried! OUTSIDE! Doing our tricks! OUTSIDE! Freestyle kicks! We were having the time of our lives— We were the last of our kind! OUTSIDE! OUTSIDE! OUTSIDE! ⸻ Outro At the end of the day we’d roll back home, Exhausted, starving, covered in dust, Family dinners, Television glow, A world that felt honest, Simple, And just. Then I’d close my eyes, Say a little prayer, And hope tomorrow Would take me back there. Gang Chant (fading) OUTSIDE… OUTSIDE… OUTSIDE… We had the time of our lives… OUTSIDE…
