This one kind'a fit me like a glove. That's why I wrote it!

CRABBY OL’ BIKER

     By Buckshot

I’m a crabby ol’ biker

an’ that’s just a fact

I’ve had people ask me:

”Man… What’s up YOUR crack?”

I don’t give a shit

what the young bikers think,

but I’ll act like I care

if they buy me a drink.

My Shovelhead smokes

an’ it’s grubby as shit

An’ half of the parts

I’ve had to make fit.

But I rode coast to coast

on this old machine,

and the deck of a hardtail

will turn a man mean.

So don’t try to push me

as we stand at the bar,

that kinda shit

won’t get ya too far.

Cause you’ll soon be explainin’

as time comes to pass

how a guy twice your age

had ta kick your young ass!