Motorcycle Maverick from Scary Cherry by Wyld Katz

I was walkin along a mountain road (20 miles per hour)
When I saw him driving my way (30 miles per hour)
He was flyin down the road (40 miles per hour)
And I thought about sayin hey (50 miles per hour)
He was a motorcycle Maverick (60 miles per hour)
He wasn't safe (70 miles per hour)
He was a motorcycle maverick (80 miles per hour)

And then he crashed
And lost a leg
He's half dead
But he's my friend

You can still be friends with a dead man
Please keep talking to your dead friends
You might think that they're dead and gone
But they're just alone in hell

You have to talking to dead friends
Otherwise they're all alone
Hell is a real place that you can go
To meet up and hang out with your friends

I was walking alone a desert road (20 miles per hour)
And I saw him driving down my way (30 miles per hour)
He was flying down that road (40 miles per hour)
And I thought about sayin hey (50 miles per hour)
He was a motorcycle maverick (60 miles per hour)
A motorcycle maverick (70 miles per hour)
He was a motorcycle maverick (80 miles per hour)
A motorcycle maverick
Now he's dead

Ridin that bitchin hog right out of hell tonight
Sittin bitch on my buddy's hog as we go right out of hell
AAH
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