Riding with the North MC

Santa runs a Biker Gang stealing toys for poor kids, Outlaw Country Rock

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(Chorus) ROLL OUT! With the North MC tonight! We steal from the greedy to make the season bright! Loud pipes save lives, but silence takes the loot, We fill the saddlebags with joy and give the cops the boot. From the mansion on the hill to the orphan in the street, The North MC brings justice, on two wheels and asphalt heat!

(Verse 2) We hit the fancy mall downtown around 3 A.M., Shorty and the Elf-Crew, yeah, they broke the lock specifically for them. They grabbed the shiny consoles and the dolls in fancy lace, While Santa kept the engine running, a grin upon his face. But then the "Blue Grinch" showed up, sirens wailing high, Sheriff wanted trouble, beneath the winter sky. Prez Nick revved the throttle, gave the Sheriff the bird, "Catch us if you can, boys!" was the only thing he heard.

(Guitar Solo - [Heavy, Southern Rock style guitar solo. Wah-wah pedal usage. Very 'Sons of Anarchy' vibe.])

(Bridge) Back at the Clubhouse, the Old Lady waits by the door, Mrs. Claus is pouring whiskey, spilling on the floor. She kisses Nick’s dirty cheek and counts the stolen stack, "The kids are gonna love this, baby, glad to have you back." She cleaned the shotguns, baked a pie, and locked the gate tight, Nobody messes with the First Lady on a holy night.

(Outro) (Motorcycles fading into the distance, police sirens far behind) (Spoken): Ho Ho Ho... and a bottle of Jack. Merry Christmas, brothers. Ride safe. (Final heavy guitar chord)

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(Verse 1) The President is Nick, got a white beard full of grease, He runs the North MC, disturbing all the peace. No reindeer on the tarmac, just V-Twins screaming loud, The "Little Helpers" ride behind, a mean and tiny crowd. They wear the "1%er" patch stitched on the red vest, Looking for the toys and gold, putting the rich to the test. Rudolph is a Chopper with a headlight painted red, If you cross the center line, man, you’re gonna wish you fled. (Chorus) ROLL OUT! With the North MC tonight! We steal from the greedy to make the season bright! Loud pipes save lives, but silence takes the loot, We fill the saddlebags with joy and give the cops the boot. From the mansion on the hill to the orphan in the street, The North MC brings justice, on two wheels and asphalt heat! (Verse 2) We hit the fancy mall downtown around 3 A.M., Shorty and the Elf-Crew, yeah, they broke the lock specifically for them. They grabbed the shiny consoles and the dolls in fancy lace, While Santa kept the engine running, a grin upon his face. But then the "Blue Grinch" showed up, sirens wailing high, Sheriff wanted trouble, beneath the winter sky. Prez Nick revved the throttle, gave the Sheriff the bird, "Catch us if you can, boys!" was the only thing he heard. (Guitar Solo - [Heavy, Southern Rock style guitar solo. Wah-wah pedal usage. Very 'Sons of Anarchy' vibe.]) (Bridge) Back at the Clubhouse, the Old Lady waits by the door, Mrs. Claus is pouring whiskey, spilling on the floor. She kisses Nick’s dirty cheek and counts the stolen stack, "The kids are gonna love this, baby, glad to have you back." She cleaned the shotguns, baked a pie, and locked the gate tight, Nobody messes with the First Lady on a holy night. (Chorus) ROLL OUT! With the North MC tonight! We steal from the greedy to make the season bright! Loud pipes save lives, but silence takes the loot, We fill the saddlebags with joy and give the cops the boot. From the mansion on the hill to the orphan in the street, The North MC brings justice, on two wheels and asphalt heat! (Outro) (Motorcycles fading into the distance, police sirens far behind) (Spoken): Ho Ho Ho... and a bottle of Jack. Merry Christmas, brothers. Ride safe. (Final heavy guitar chord)

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