My Harley My Hog

Yeah!!!!... Let’s ride!!!!! My Harley! My Hog! Is my religion. Crawling through the night, yeah, that’s my vision The engine screams freedom, baby, hear the sound We’re painting black stripes all over this town My Harley, my Hog, is my religion Chasing down the stars, yeah, that’s my mission The engine screams freedom, hold on tight We’re blurring the lines in the velvet night. ​ Chrome reflections in the midnight street Custom steel that can't be beat I feel the vibration running through the frame Burning up the highway, calling my name No rearview mirrors, don’t look back Just the smell of rubber on the faded track Leaning in deep on the ape-hanger bars Syncing my pulse to the beat of the stars. ​ And the world fades out like a ghost in the dark Every revolution is a glowing spark I don’t need a map, I don’t need a sign As long as that custom throttle is mine. My Harley! My Hog! Is my religion. Crawling through the night, yeah, that’s my vision The engine screams freedom, baby, hear the sound We’re painting black stripes all over this town My Harley, my Hog, is my religion Chasing down the stars, yeah, that’s my mission The engine screams freedom, hold on tight We’re blurring the lines in the velvet night. Gasoline dreams, midnight soul Losing control, yeah, losing control No passenger seat, just the open wide Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide The metal is cold, but the fire is real Everything I love is at the turn of the wheel. Yeah, my religion… My Chopper, my pride… Just me and the road Let the engine scream Freedom.