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Look at that beauty |
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Half a ton of iron from |
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Big Barn in Des Moines |
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A dreadful weaponry |
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Ten grand of shiny steel |
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And half as much of extras |
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Engines are running |
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We hit the road at noon |
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Get the fuck out of our way |
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The beasts they're roaring |
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Beware all of you state troopers |
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Don't mess with us today |
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Today is the day |
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The Leathernecks MC |
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Is taking back the road |
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Today is Sunday |
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Don't you try to curb me |
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I'm fucking out of control |
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No gods no masters |
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We won't slow down a jot |
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Before Joe's diner |
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My hunger for freedom |
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Won't be appeased until I get |
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My diet coke and my quarterpounder |
