Adam ant/marco pirroni
Legend has it in
forty seven
Four thousand bikes met a force
of seven
Fourth of july was the time
In a town called hollister
At the uphill
climb
Poor jack kerouac
Riding
with his paperback camus
In the pocket of
his army fatigues
It’s kind of hard to
spend your time
Keeping cans of soup in
line
When you’ve been the waist gunner
On a b.17 singing
Anger
incorporated
Anger
Anger
incorporated
Anger
Whoever you
are
They will scare
No friend of
hoodlums anywhere
Like john dillinger --
number one
Crime crazy filthiness all
rolled into one
Born in the shadow
of the boozefighters
In tiny bars and up
all nighters
Terrorizing the local staff
Cool and crazy
Two wheeled luftwaffe