Lyrics Panhead - Hayride To Hell

Panhead

I built this son of a bitch to be one of a kind
With 96 inches, I love that 'ol Panhead of mine
Its got no shocks and shakes the shit right out of me
But when I hang on and twist the wick, a blur is all I see
That Panhead of mine
That Panhead of mine
That Panhead of mine
It’s had a few incarnations but I’ve settled on the perfect ride
It’s a rigid frame with a 4"over stripped down wide glide
With a king Sporty tank, flat fender and a cobra seat
And enough horsepower to lay rubber all over the street
That Panhead of mine
That Panhead of mine
That Panhead of mine
Just like any bike I’ve ever built, it’s painted black
And runs wide open drag pipes straight out the back
It’s won some awards at the annual Panhead run
Even kickstarting the bitch can sometimes be lots of fun
That Panhead of mine
That Panhead of mine
That Panhead of mine