happiness is an open road and some motorcycle
leather jacket and boots on my way
hear the roar, feel the rumble
750 cc enough for me
don’t like nothin’ too heavy
I oughta know better
had a friend called ‘scarface’
after he went through the back window of a hatchback
that pulled out in front of him
two blocks from his house
a friend with 1100 cc of bad ass bike
collided with his own friend as they rode together
broken neck, arm, lucky to be alive
a guy I worked with-with too much bike for a beginner
but he was a smart/wise/ass who knew better
damn fool already fell off once/ didn’t get hurt
one night into the back of a semi truck, lost a leg, internal injuries
had a relative riding around drunk on a dirt bike
after his college graduation, too much sangria
no helmet, fell off going pretty slow
head hit a rock and that was it - what a waste
not if but when my friend
when my friend - someday it will end
trees pass, cars and trucks pass, life passes
