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Hell's Angel (Wild Biker) 
Hell's Angel (Wild Biker) 
I've been a Hell's Angel for many's the year And I've spent all me money on black leather gear Me bike is all rusty and I'm saddle sore And I never will play the Hell's Angel no more! 
I went into a bikeshop I used to frequent And I told the mechanic me camshaft was bent I asked for a new one, he answered "No Way!" Yer bike is a Honda - we stock BSA!" 
I took from me pocket me Hitler Youth knife And his eyes opened wide as he fled for his life Saying "I was just joking, take whatever you like!" I said "Ta very much, mate, I'll have a new bike!" 
This bike needed greasing before I could ride So I took it and lay underneath it outside But I'd only just started when in from of me eyes I saw two great big jackboots with black shiny toes! 
And now , as I lie here - both legs in a cast That's the first fight I've had and I swear its me last! And when I get out of the intensive care ward Sure I never will play the hell's angel no more! 
Air is The Wild Rover, obviously. Learned from a half Irish/half Breton windsurfer, on a small island off the West coast of Ireland! 
MR apr97