[Bender]

The son of a widow trying to solve the riddle of life
My kids will cry their little eyes out while I beat the shit out my wife
Nowhere in sight until you’re getting knifed…In a fight to the death
I get mine and wave the blood at another club member’s chest
Wearing a fitted hat with a snub under my cut/leather vest
No regret, Never Forget, POW MIA tats on my neck
Got my patch on my back and a pat on the back,
But can only get out if it’s a matter of death
I ride with my peers in a pack with no fears
Growing our bonds stronger and longer than our Duck Dynasty beards
When it’s time to drink beers, your pleasure is finding me here
Kick it with me and drink whiskey while I’m shinning my gear
Take a shot and light a cigar and get in a fight at the bar
So many near death experiences and I tell the stories with scars
It’s a shame that I’m the one to blame
…They say I would've made it unharmed
If only I was wearing my helmet when I got hit by that car