2Wheeltips

When we throw our legs over a piece of steel,
things come out of our mouths at will;
just think of some of the things you have said,
during an after thought, you felt real scared;
You used your creator's name in vain,
because a cage wanted your lane;
You might tell yourself that you ride without fear,
when you look in the mirror, a fool you see my dear;
Riding a bike is no joke, nor is it play,
Just within a moment, could ruin your day;
You tell yourself, I am looking cool,
but riding without protective gear, makes you a fool;
Oh, I guess, I just put my foot in my mouth,
Just made someone mad and their feelings went south;
I must say this fool, I have been,
while riding with my hair in the wind;
Saying to myself all the time,
I know what I am doing is a biker's crime;
But each time I read or hear it said,
that if you don't wear a helmet you will be dead;
I feel like my freedom is being taken away,
I should be able to ride any kind da way;
I tell myself it is my right,
and for that, I am willing to fight;
I tell myself, full finger gloves, I do not need,
I have tough knuckles and they don't bleed;
You saw some thing and had some luck,
and than asked your self do I have a buck;
You stop for gas and open the lid,
and found out later, deeper as you dig;
No money, no credit, not even a dime,
my mind says steal it, but it is a crime;
Ride it like you stole it, is what they say,
but if I steal this gas, I will have to ride that way;
Do not pretend that you are an angel, without any sin,
I can see behind that sweet biker's grin;
So things on my mind, I must stop hiding;
I wanted you to know, what goes though my mind, when I am riding.