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Come Judgement Day .... Now the good Lord sat in Heaven With St Peter by his side Said Peter listen up Lord Im going for a ride Will leave my wings here for while By the pearly gates Wont have no need for those today For Im taking this here Harlay Now the good Lord looked at Peter And a smile lit up his face As he fired up that Harlay The Lord said wanna race So up in heavens highways Between the clouds and stars Raced Peter and the good Lord Twice round Saturn then to Mars Returning to the pearly gates Where sat the Devil with his Dogs Say Peter what you doing boy Ive come up to take those Hoggs Surrounded then by Angels Not the type with harps and wings But a group in chains and leather With tattos of everything Now Devil just you listen here You will leave those bikes alone For heavens now our clubhouse And our colours on the thrown But if you want to prospect here We are sure you will do well But meantime Peter interviened You can fuck off down to hell Now the good Lord threw a party The likes of which no one had seen For the Lord was once a biker And Peter must have been So next time you here the thunder That distant rumbling roar look up too the heavens Tell people what you saw Are the stars not headlights Of all the bikers gone before And Heavens the last clubhouse With a welcome at the door ... Jon.W
DavidJonWalton@aol.com
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