Body Mechanics Words by Douglas Heyes Jr. BODY MECHANICS We're the Body Mechanics we got a place down by the Bay We build a lot of Lady Bikes in a shop in West LA We got Victories and Triumphs, Harleys and Viragos We got Body Parts rollin’ in from our Warehouse in Chicago There ain't a lot we haven't done if it's good for havin’ fun Another day under the Desert Sun, another night on the Run You better not tell anyone, got a whole lot of shit we need to get done Get these Machines fired up, load ‘em in the back of the pickup truck You ever get up around 115, you might see the Desert turnin’ Emerald Green There's a dry Riverbed right off Highway 15, where Nights get Wild, if you know what I mean My Kawasaki runs 143, it can blast you off into Eternity We got the Angels, got the Outlaws, we got the Dykes on Bikes We got a one-way ticket into Paradise Think about it for a minute and it might sound nice But, Baby, you'll be payin’ one hell of a price It's a whole lot romantic and a little bit Satanic Come on down and party with the Body Mechanics You can live in your dreams, you can die in your sleep You can jump a ravine about 87 feet You can fly your Machine over clean across the Street We got a keg of good beer and a whole side of Beef Take your Girl to the River and you'll get some Relief You can Hillclimb a Mudslide and then fall down like a leaf Everybody's getting’ muddy, getting naked in the Creek Titles on the table and we're runnin’ in the Street In a Country full of haters and hate Love’s pumpin’ out all over the place You don't even have to make a date Come on, babe, it's gonna be great Reporters coming from the 4th Estate We're leadin’ off the Nightly News at 8 Will be fishin’ for our dinner at the Lake I gotta tell ya Babe, I just can't wait If you're lookin’ for a Lover, then you better come on over Back behind the lines, you're an Alpha Prime mover You think you are a Winner, but you been runnin’ with the Losers Take another look because sometimes it gets confusin’ Take that Suzuki Cruiser, ride it straight into the Wind Sittin’ right behind you, there's a brand new Friend When you're layin’ on the throttle, then you better not panic Or you'll never be a Rider with the Body Mechanics It's the last blast jam of the whole Summertime Come on, Little Darlin’, won't you please be mine? I got in under the wire, but I'm gettin’ out in time Now we're gonna head South across the Borderline A few days in the Sun, a lot of Mexican fun Then it will be time for us to make another Run Work or play, it's time to get out of our way Cuz the Body Mechanics are headin’ back up to LA Hear the Thunder in your Ears, see the Flash up in your Eyes Do you wonder why you're here, don't you crash or you will Die Are you under a Magic Spell, are you comin’ back from Gell If you're fallin’ down a Well we're gonna leave you where you fell My new Girl's hair is a-flying in the Wind We won't ever talk about the 7 Deadly Sins Rack ‘em up and stack ‘em up and pack ‘em on out We’re re the Body Mechanics and it's what we're all about *********