Crash and Burn was his nickname,
Although it never brought him any fortune or fame.
He was stuck with it by his family,
He couldn’t keep his Yamaha dirt bike up you see.

The terminology although to me was new,
It gave me an idea of what they were about to do.
Catching big air or Whoop-de-doos,
This is what all of these four brothers were really into.


The dirt bikes were all loaded into the back of a truck,
Riding in the desert or mountains to test their luck.
Yeah, they could all ride street bikes too,
But it was not what these four brothers wanted to do.

Teased by his big brothers every time he was near,
This young brother of theirs to them was so dear.
“Hey guys ... look here comes Crash and Burn,
Do you think he is ever going to learn?”


“What do you say we go for a ride,
We will be here to protect you and be at your side.
“Come on little brother you know we love you,
You might even get the hang of it before you're through.”

The love these brothers all shared together was so rare,
I don’t think I could find any to even compare.
If you pass a motorcycle and you see someone trying to learn,
Take a closer look it just might be Crash and Burn.


© Brenda Sparkman
March 2004

Midi Playing: "Fun, Fun, Fun" by the Beach Boys