Lyrics
Fuel mixed right, air filter clean
Chain runs smooth, that motor's mean
Pressure set, bolts all tight
We ride by feel, not by sight
Grease, gas, and know-how
That's the creed, here and now
Wrenched by hand, no luck allowed
Grease, gas, and know-how
Tools laid out, steady and true
Every fix tells a story or two
From the shed to the rock and rain
Good prep saves you from pain
Grease, gas, and know-how
That's the creed, here and now
Wrenched by hand, no luck allowed —
Grease, gas, and know-how
Smells like smoke, dust, and steel
The kind of care you can feel
Start it once, she'll make you proud —
Grease, gas, and know-how