What The Hell?

 

When I stop and take a look at the things going on around us

Damn I feel like I been hit with a fuckin’ Greyhound bus

Thousands of illegal’s crossin’ our damn borders every day

Well hell, let’s just feed and clothe them with taxes we pay

 

Politicians worrying about whether we wear helmets or not

Hey, let’s worry about our Brothers missing and now forgot

Congressmen and senators so fuckin’ rotten that they smell

Did cold cash make them all forget shit like the Liberty Bell?

 

Let’s try to bust some biker for twenty bucks worth of pot

Why worry about the perverts around the school parking lot?

Ridin’ your scoot while high will put ya right under the jail

Rich dude kills his wife and her lover, damn, out on bail

 

Corporate executives steal billions from people like you and me

Ape hangers six inches too high, you’ll bout hang from a tree

Annoying to the public, loud pipes on some biker’s toys

Let’s just kind of ignore a preacher messin’ with little boys

 

Hell, they’re sellin’ our toll roads to people from a foreign land

Damn, do we as a nation have our fuckin’ heads in the sand?

Sand, oil, money, does any of that ring a great big damn bell?

Wake up, look around, and you’ll think “WHAT THE HELL”?

  

© 2006 Jerry Sawinski / Biker Jer