Since many of the players have returned once again. And the topics have reverted to events of yesteryear, I feel it's time again to roll out the little lyric I wrote several years ago about these recent discussions. A few may wonder, but ask the elders, and they'll explain. "Observations" : Every mornin' at the keyboard, you can witness him sit Livin' in the mobile, gonna' start some shit The others are joining, from local and global skies Gonna' swap some threats, gonna' tell some lies Their ridin' Yamaha's, Honda's, Kawasaki's, a Harley or two But this keyboard showdown, is all about you The history begins, with Bill ridin' long An event called the "Iron Butt Rally", where the bikers are strong It seems Bill is master, gonna' lesson the others The crowd are wimps, hidin' behind their Mothers Others have joined, since that fateful day But none quite so timid, with nuthin' to say There's Calgary, Bjay, Nurick, and Kane, to name just a few Wakko, Beemer, Vic, Iggy, Ruppster, Jailcall, rounds out the crew They've all got their voices, opinions abound But Bill starts typin', and cuts 'em all down Brian's around, he comes and goes He stands up for Bill, but has his own woes We're talkin' politics, hate, slander, and other No concern for topic, nor for each other The insults are strong, the threats are flyin' Nobody really cares, "we're all just lyin'" The recent event, it took place near a farm Bill "bitch slapped" a guy, using his arm The stories are varied, the liars are sly The area was Texas, Breckenridge, or nearby They'd all gone to meet, to have a great day But Bill showed up just to raise some hay He says they were scared, I really doubt it The police were called, and that was about it Bill rode back to Dallas, Irving we know Got back on the keyboard, and let it all show He'll have no dissenters, no critiques without class Just anyone try it, and he'll kick your ass It's really hard on Bill, only few understand Because he's a Democrat, and others Republican The latest challenge, comes from up north Calgary's there, Bill's here of course They'll meet in the ring, gonna' go six rounds A guaranteed default, as silly as it sounds My favorite town is Toronto, I wish I could go But I'd be all alone, no one will show Entertaining to now, that's how it's all been It's getting old, the attacking of friends We all have out scooters, we all like to ride Maybe this conflict should stop, we're on the same side Society today runs mostly on fear Let's try friendship, while talkin' in here Quit fightin' like children, and we can say then That Tx.Moto has some BIG BIG men. These motorcycles are fun, but can kill and maim I'd hate to see someone's last words, be those of vain "No human egos were endangered in the making of this lyric". Thanks, Gary
