Milwaukee Steel
So you think that We are Outlaws, because We ride a Harley;
Or that We wear our hair to long, and drink fermented Barley.
When We pull into a campground, to have a little fun;
We may take off to many clothes, an run naked in the sun.
When theres more than three of us, you think that it's a gang;
Then you call us Outlaws, in your straight world slang.
You see I know the reason, behind your train of thought;
You'd like to be just like us, but afraid that you'd get caught.
Society has made you, a prisoner of it's laws;
Made by Polititions, protecting their own cause.
So you may call us Bikers, or Outlaws if you choose;
When you don't understand us, it's only you who loose!
There's nothin like the feeling, wind tearin at your face;
When you finally cross that mountain, to discover a new place.
The feeling of the Freedom, that We all understand;
Not having a destination, or sticking to a plan.
All of us are different, We may smoke a little grass;
But untill you ride a Harley jerkoff, you can KISS MY ASS!
Yes, I could ride a Honda, it costs a whole lot less;
Or even a Suzuki, or a Yamaha I guess.
But I wouldn't feel the Thunder, of good Milwaukee Steel;
If youv'e never rode a Harley, then you don't know how I feel.
Cause you'll never know just how I feel, untill you ride Milwaukee Steel!!
by Jake the Snake
Or that We wear our hair to long, and drink fermented Barley.
When We pull into a campground, to have a little fun;
We may take off to many clothes, an run naked in the sun.
When theres more than three of us, you think that it's a gang;
Then you call us Outlaws, in your straight world slang.
You see I know the reason, behind your train of thought;
You'd like to be just like us, but afraid that you'd get caught.
Society has made you, a prisoner of it's laws;
Made by Polititions, protecting their own cause.
So you may call us Bikers, or Outlaws if you choose;
When you don't understand us, it's only you who loose!
There's nothin like the feeling, wind tearin at your face;
When you finally cross that mountain, to discover a new place.
The feeling of the Freedom, that We all understand;
Not having a destination, or sticking to a plan.
All of us are different, We may smoke a little grass;
But untill you ride a Harley jerkoff, you can KISS MY ASS!
Yes, I could ride a Honda, it costs a whole lot less;
Or even a Suzuki, or a Yamaha I guess.
But I wouldn't feel the Thunder, of good Milwaukee Steel;
If youv'e never rode a Harley, then you don't know how I feel.
Cause you'll never know just how I feel, untill you ride Milwaukee Steel!!
by Jake the Snake
