As I stood at the fiery gates of hell, I wondered
what kind of scoot I'd ride
It had to be sweet, maybe a Fat Boy, a Softail, or even a Super
Glide
As the gates started to open slowly, I started my journey down a
hall
Fire was blazing everywhere, even shooting from the wall
As I entered this large room, what else could my eyes have seen?
But a room full of bikers, their faces looked evil and mean
Sitting on his throne in the middle of the crowd
I was face to face with Satan; he looked so big and proud
Sitting beside him, the most beautiful Harley I've ever seen
Actual flames blazed from the tank, on the side was painted Satan's
machine
As he arose to his feet not a soul made a sound
He said to me, "You're finally here, come I'll show you around"
As we entered the courtyard biker chicks were all astir
I turned to him and said, "Hey big guy, I think I'll take her"
Little did I know he claimed the women as his own,
And no one else dared step into this private zone
Back in his chambers the brothers were scattered around
It was time to introduce myself, this new bro in town
Now of my reputation Satan was very well aware
But I had to prove myself to everyone else there
From the Devils private stash I poured Jack Daniels in a cup
Sat down on his bike propped my feet up
From the look on his face I knew I'd crossed the line
After this fight was over I would claim Hell as mine
I walked up close and looked him straight in the face
And said you don't scare me bro, I'll take over this place"
He took a step backwards and gave me an evil stare
I knew I had to make a move right then and there.
Then I made one of the biggest mistakes of my life
I reached in my pocket and pulled out a knife
What happened next is still not that clear
But I very quickly learned the true meaning of fear
As lightening shot from his eyes knocking me to the floor
I lay writhing in pain I knew I couldn't stand any more
Stumbling to my feet, trying not to show fear
He said, "Now you know who's the MAN down here".
With the snap of his finger this customized Harley did appear
I knew he would look out for me for I've been faithful to him for
many a year
As I started toward the bike I had visions of me with Hopper and
Fonda
He said, "Here's your ride punk, this crotch rocket so proudly built
by Honda"
Under the circumstances I guess I'm doing well
But now I truly know I'm inside the gates of hell