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GOOD TIMES ~By SorezThe Scribe
Waddya say we go for a ride And forget about things That are left behind As we go on our way We don't have to go Anywhere special Anywhere at all Out on the highway Life in the wind Living the life Of a scooter tramp The only thing that makes This fucked up life worth living Is the party and surviving Two wheels and open roads ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
THIS TIME AROUND ~By Sorez The Scribe
Looking back at the realities of now Downtime passes by so slowly As the winter overhaul Took two winters to complete And as the summer season nears again This time it'll be different I tell myself I won't go down I won't highside Yet I remember yesterday Time has passed And so has the pain But the memories remain Of some asshole in a cage Destroying my ride And ruining my life Not so many years ago But it's gonna be different This time around for sure ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
NO OTHER WAY ~By Sorez The Scribe
Often times I find myself Traveling open roads Sometimes going nowhere Sometimes going home "Two Wheels and Open Roads" I always like to say To a Brother of the wind I may meet along the way Wouldn't ever think of paying For a room in some motel Sometimes I am even offered Shelter from some righteous Bro's Most times though I shut it down On the side of some lone road I get out my sleeping bag And I roll a bone I look upon my solo ride Pleased at what I see I get a little fire going Then I get some sleep When morning comes and I wake up Sometimes wet from rain I laugh to myself And smile at the sky Wouldn't have it any other way!
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