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The easy certainties of bikers
Speed and death and the police
I wonder if they really like us
They seek a different release
The easy certainties of bikers
Mother, love and two-stroke oil
A single glance enough to psych us
As through this vale of tears we toil
Past the cemetery
Roaring solitary
Accelerate their cares away
An alabaster Mary
Smiling calm but wary
Til they meet again some day
The easy certainties of bikers
In chapters gathered like a book
Across their pages we’re just hikers
Don’t even rate a second look
Past the cemetery
Roaring solitary
Accelerate their cares away
An alabaster Mary
Does what’s necessary
Clasps her hands and start to pray