Now see here Mr. Harley-D

Now see here, Mr. Harley-D
About your iron from Milwaukee
I just went out to ride it, see?
And found a flattened battery

I’d fixed to ride it, in my head
And didn’t expect to find it dead
In just three weeks, the battery bled
So now I’m writing this instead

Once I was a Honda man
I used to like the way they ran
Engine like a turbo-fan
But bland as a tin of Spam

So I bought a Harley
I love it – who could disagree
That mother has character aplenty
For which you spend your money

And it won't fucking start!

Get your shit together, fella
If the Japanese can do it
It can’t be all that hard…

I bin jilted
It ain't no fun
Wand'rin around like a jilted John
Ma Harley
It just won't run
I lost my mobility, the dream is gone