Biker Bjørn - Christmas Chrome Blues Lyrics

Snow on the road, santa is in the air
My Harley's grounded, life ain't fair!
The reindeer's laughing, Santa's cruel
December's here, and I'm stuck like a fool
I'm polishing chrome while the world's in a haze
Dreaming of summer and those wild highway days
Loud'N'Proud MC brothers, the open road's call
But here I sit, trapped by winter's white wall
The Christmas tree lights twinkle, but I just glare
At the frost-covered streets I can't even dare
My leather west hangs, it's crying for rides
But December's a prison with icy roadsides
I'm polishing chrome while the world's in a haze
Dreaming of summer and those wild highway days
Loud'N'Proud brothers, the open road's call
But here I sit, trapped by winter's white wall
Eggnog and carols, they're not my jam
I want roaring engines, not a Christmas ham
Stuck in the garage, it's a lonely fight
With visions of burnouts lighting up the night
Eggnog and carols, they're not my jam
I want roaring engines, not a Christmas ham
Stuck in the garage, it's a lonely fight
With visions of burnouts lighting up the night
I'm polishing chrome while the world's in a haze
Dreaming of summer and those wild highway days
But for now, I'm stuck in this yuletide gloom
With a rag in my hand and a face full of fume
I'm polishing chrome while the world's in a haze
Dreaming of summer and those wild highway days
Loud'N'Proud brothers, the open road's call
But here I sit, trapped by winter's white wall
So here's to the snow, may it melt away fast
'Cause a biker's not meant for this cold Christmas blast
Till summer rolls in, I'll be stuck with these tunes
Singing my sad little Christmas Chrome Blues.