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The Prospect
So there I was All leathered to the Tee, A journey to manhood I feel nothing but free.
Wet behind the ears With a slight beer buzz, I speed and I swerve And flip off the fuzz.
Ride into the rain Ride into the sun, Torment them old farts Disgust one by one.
We slapped and we drank True brothers for life, Scared women and children With my Rambo knife.
We pulled into town Broke glass at the Mink, What words do they say These fellas like to drink.
With fire in our eyes Smiley served up another, Tomorrow I’ll remember Jack Daniels ain’t my brother.
Believe all the stories Believe all the hype, Hatchet throwing and drinking Bikers looking to fight.
Now my colors are real I’m part of the gang, A biker for life Crazy, nuts, and insane.
The Journey is over A chapter complete, Next year’s prospect Better bow to my feet!
- Baby Blue -
soetenga@rayovac.com
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