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