"BORN TO BE MILD"
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Dear Mr. Shields,
I respectfully submit this little ditty
that was running through my
head during a 3,658 mile ride on my Kawasaki Concours, during which I
was accosted and offended by numerous morons on Harley-Davidson POS
lead sleds.
With NO apologies to Steppenwolf or any hill-scoggins.
-Crusty Old Geezer
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"BORN TO BE MILD"
Couldn't get my motor runnin'
Dead out on the highway!
Shoulda bought a Venture
Coulda saved a lot of hay!
Ape hangers got my shoulders crackin'
Put my back in a f*ckin' brace
Tried to start it with a can of ether
Explode in my face!
Well my black leather looks wild
But I walked, walked thirty miles
With a price so high, I
Can't afford to die!
Walked thirty miles...
Walked thirty miles....
I paid something frightening
Heavy metal blunder!
Now I'm racin' for the payments
And my credit has gone under!
Yeah darlin' that's the belt a-snappin'
To the world I'm a-losin' face
Fire all your loud pipes at once and
Explode in their face!
Well my true nature is mild
But I try, try to look wild
On the kind of bike I
Can't afford to ride...
Walked thirty miles...
Walked thirty miles...