The Wild Brunch - Kruger

Look at that beauty

Half a ton of iron from

Big Barn in Des Moines

A dreadful weaponry

Ten grand of shiny steel

And half as much of extras

Engines are running

We hit the road at noon

Get the fuck out of our way

The beasts they’re roaring

Beware all of you state troopers

Don’t mess with us today

Today is the day

The Leathernecks MC

Is taking back the road

Today is Sunday

Don’t you try to curb me

I’m fucking out of control

No gods no masters

We won’t slow down a jot

Before Joe’s diner

My hunger for freedom

Won’t be appeased until I get

My diet coke and my quarterpounder