What could happen 

*Verse 1:*
In a smoky club, under neon lights,
He plays his bass, rockin' through the night.
With a tattoo fresh, shaped like a drink,
"What could happen?" he starts to think.
*Chorus:*
What could happen, what could go wrong?
Playing bass, riding bikes, living strong.
But when the show ends and he hits the road,
The Golden Angels take him to their abode.
*Verse 2:*
He hops on his hog, ready to ride,
But the Golden Angels pull up by his side.
With a roar of laughter and a gleam in their eyes,
They whisk him away under moonlit skies.
*Chorus:*
What could happen, what could go wrong?
Playing bass, riding bikes, living strong.
But when the show ends and he hits the road,
The Golden Angels take him to their abode.
*Bridge:*
Now he's serving drinks with a smile so wide,
In a biker bar where the Angels reside.
From fruity cocktails to a cold, cold beer,
He's living the life, no regrets, no fear.
*Chorus:*
What could happen, what could go wrong?
Playing bass, riding bikes, living strong.
But when the show ends and he hits the road,
The Golden Angels take him to their abode.
*Outro:*
So here's to the bass man, living his dream,
With a tattoo that started this crazy scheme.
In the company of Angels, he's found his place,
Serving drinks with a smile on his face.