ricknrok Richard E James Ed. D, Ph. D

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The Joker Motorcycle Club

(Verse 1)

In the land where highways stretch for miles,

There's a group of rebels with their own style,

They ride the roads with untamed hearts,

The joker motorcycle club, a family that sets apart.


(Pre-Chorus)

They're free-spirited souls, wild and bold,

With roaring engines, they break the mold,

Living life on the edge, no rules to abide,

The joker motorcycle club, they ride with pride.


(Chorus)

Oh, the joker motorcycle club, they're forever free,

Like a wild wind blowing, they're the ones to see,

With rags of Black leather and a mischievous smile,

They ride together, mile after mile.


(Verse 2)

Their bikes gleam under the moonlit sky,

As they chase the stars, no fear in their eyes,

Through twisty roads and open plains,

The Joker motorcycle club breaks the chains.


(Bridge)

They're rebels, they're dreamers, they're one of a kind,

With the wind in their hair, they leave troubles behind,

Their laughter echoes through the night,

The Joker motorcycle club is the lost and forlorns beacon of light.


(Chorus)

Oh, the Joker motorcycle club, they're the free,

Like a wild wind blowing, they're the ones to see,

With black leather vests and a mischievous smile,

They ride together, mile after mile.


(Verse 3)

They ride with passion, they ride with might,

Through the darkest storms, they find their light,

They're a band of brothers, united in heart,

The Joker motorcycle club, they'll never fall apart.


(Pre-Chorus)

They're free-spirited souls, wild and bold,

With roaring engines, they break the mold,

Living life on the edge, no rules to abide,

The Joker motorcycle club, they ride with pride.


(Chorus)

Oh, the Joker motorcycle club, they're the free,

Like a wild wind blowing, they're the ones to see,

With black leather vests and a mischievous smile,

They ride together, mile after mile.


(Outro)

So if you spot them on the open road,

Raise your glass and let your admiration be shown,

For the Joker motorcycle club, forever they'll roam,

Free spirits on their bikes, always finding their own home.

April 2, 2024, 3:49 a.m. 0 Report Embed Follow story
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