Rodolphe biker
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Rodolf rides with a crooked smile
Grey beard shining mile by mile
Cold steel heart but warm inside
Laughing loud on every ride
Beer in hand, eyes on fire
Living free, no need for hire
Every road fuels desire
Born to live and never tire
I dreamed of him, a biker king
On a thunder machine breathing flame
Through the night you hear it scream
Rodolf riding wild and untamed
I dreamed of him across the fire
On a roaring beast that spits out flames
Every mile lifts him higher
And the road remembers his name
Tattooed skin like painted art
Every line tells where he's been torn apart
Every ink mark, every scar
Turns his body to a star
Strange collections, twisted mind
Oddities of every kind
In the chaos he can find
Peace that few will ever find
I dreamed of him, a biker king
On a thunder machine breathing flame
Through the night you hear it scream
Rodolf riding wild and untamed
I dreamed of him across the fire
On a roaring beast that spits out flames
Every mile lifts him higher
And the road remembers his name
Morning comes, he greets the sky
Raises beer and wonders why
Every day just passing by
Still he laughs and still gets high
Rock and metal in his veins
Heavy riffs erase the pain
Every loss, every gain
Turns to fuel inside his brain
I dreamed of him, a biker king
On a thunder machine breathing flame
Through the night you hear it scream
Rodolf riding wild and untamed
I dreamed of him across the fire
On a roaring beast that spits out flames
Every mile lifts him higher
And the road remembers his name
Dust and laughter in the wind
All the battles he has been in
Never lost, never pinned
Just a soul that won't give in
Different man, a rare design
Out of place but feeling fine
Every step outside the line
Makes his legend more divine
I dreamed of him, a biker king
On a thunder machine breathing flame
Through the night you hear it scream
Rodolf riding wild and untamed
I dreamed of him across the fire
On a roaring beast that spits out flames
Every mile lifts him higher
And the road remembers his name
Now the road begins to slow
Golden light begins to glow
Every place he used to go
Lives inside him soft and low
Still that smile, still that flame
Still the legend, still the name
But the ride ain't quite the same
Now there's peace within the game
I dreamed of him, a biker king
On a thunder machine breathing flame
Now the night no longer sings
But the memory stays the same
I dreamed of him, soft and bright
Through the dark and through the pain
Now he rides into the light
And the road still calls his name