We believe in going our own way, no matter which way the rest of the world is going we believe in bucking the system that’s built to smash individuals likes bugs on a windshield some of us believe in the man upstairs all of us believe in sticking it to the man down here we believe in the sky and we don’t believe in the sunroof we believe in freedom we believe in dust,tumbleweeds,buffalo, mountain ranges and riding off into the sunset we believe in saddle bags and we believe that’s cowboys had it right we believe in refusing to knuckle under to anyone we believe in wearing black, because it doesn’t show any dirt or weakness we believe the world is going soft and we’re not going along with it we believe in motorcycle rallies that last a week we believe in roadside attractions, gas station, hot dogs, and finding out what’s over the next still we believe in rumbling engines, pistons the size garbage cans, fuel tanks designed in 1936, freight-train size headlights, chrome and custom paint we believe in flames and skulls we believe life is what you make it, and we make it one hell of a ride we believe the machine you sit on can tell the world exactly where you stand we don’t care what everyone else believes..