I know man, how it feels – they say we’re no good
They say clean up the neighborhood
They say throw them out of town
They can’t stand the motorcycle gang

 [bad word] em man, just kick the gas
And spin your wheels [bad word]  wild as nature’s child

Kick the gas and spin your wheels
Go to any place at will
‘Cause you’re free [bad word]  wild
Show those [bad word] you’re a nature’s child

Spin your wheels [bad word]  wild
You’ve been born a nature’s child
Shining bikes – a state of art
Fiery souls and beating hearts

Office life ain’t good for you
Clerks don’t live – my point of view
Show those jerks that life is wild
Show those [bad word] you’re a nature’s child

Art and nature in the mitt
Make our gang so [bad word] unique
Let good folks be meek and mild
Biker is a nature’s child