STRAP YOUR ARMS
STRAP YOUR ARMS ‘ROUND MY ENGINE
I rode a dirt bike late lastnight behind a
biker named Mac He couldn’t believe I
was flying over the bumps riding high in the saddle
Like when I was 5 on Tex our lonely old horse
whose only companion was Billy He taught Illinois
a 2yr.old boy to climb fences and respect goats
Born fearless Born to run Born to die You and I
Let’s turn off the tv and go outside ride
the pygmy ponies to the Vieux Carre´
No No say No to the nihilists and to all burnt out blue-eyed cowboys
Winter 2013
Frank Zappa could have appreciated this one!
reminds me of Catcher in the Rye. nice!