Hey Kids We're the Missenden Flyers! ft. TMF

Welcome to our club, we don't mind what you ride, be it sports-bike, cruiser or commuter

Classic, bagger, chopper, bobber, cafe-racer, street-fighter, ADV, trike or a scooter

We're on the 413 and we're bound for Super Sausage, the Full Monty is an absolute delight

Clutch in, one down, open up the throttle, not a cloud anywhere in sight

Sausage egg and bacon, tea, beans and black pudding, fried bread, tomatoes and 'shrooms

Changing up the box, getting close to the red line, tin cans choking in the fumes

Weaving and filtering, dodging all the traffic, biking is a bit like having wings

The sound and the power and the danger and the thrill, these are a lot of our favourite things

We'll all meet in the car park, round the back of the Old Red Lion

The lads and the lasses apprehensive and excited for a blast out on the old iron

Sunday mornings wouldn't be the same without a loud one, all through the shires