Biker

Biker they tell me

You're a dangerous love

Well that might be true

Oh, but I'd never ride with another

Maybe they've never had

Their arms around

Anything so wild and free

You bring the biker out in me

I can't understand it

Why people give you grief

You play the one-armed bandit

Like an outlaw with a belief

To them it's the norm for

A man to conform

To a godless society

You bring the biker out in me

You bring the biker out in me

Because they've no intrest

In the struggle to obtain

The status and bogus desires

That drive most people insane

You who have nothing

Have something that only the one percent

Could ever see

You bring the biker out in me

You bring the biker out in me