Riders Anthem

For those that ride, much love
For those that don't, much sympathy

Peace and adrenaline, much like sex
Makes it addictive, always horny

Drop'n in, coming out, and going back in
How can you ignore this shit

This is not a job, this is where I want to be
I open this place and close this place... for free

Stock options, None. Upside, life.
I own this place.... wanna job.. Suit up.

Saddle up Chester. Time is limited.
Drop-in. Ride high.

Don't stop until your wheels fall off.....
Or, mom calls you home for dinner.....

Ari Benkowitz, 1974