When you see me comin flying down the road
You know I ain t afraid to lay it down
Yea got me some leather. Leather is my skin
Black n chrome flashin through the town.
Some call me the WARLORD cause I m a god-damn
bad machine, young n hungry, not too proud n mean
Ride, ride, ride, I m the WARLORD of the road,
Riding, riding, riding, ain t never growin old.
Take what I want and I go where I please
Got the world right by the balls. This world ain t
big enough to keep me down. Yea we re livin
in a sick world. The man on the T.V. said we
got lotsa trouble overseas, well what the hell
do I care? Think they care about me?
Stop sending money send em all a bomb.
Ride, ride, ride, I m the WARLORD of the road,
Ridin , ridin , ridin , ain t never growin old.
Born to live in the fast lane on a chopped up
Harley-D, smell that oil and high test gasoline.
Never got a shortage of girls to share my seat.
Well they all want to know what people say is true,
You know, get a biker started n he ll drive all
damn night. Well hold on honey cause this ride s
for a ride.
Ride, ride, ride, ride, ride, ride, ride
I m the WARLORD of the road.
Ridin , ridin , ridin , ain t never growin old.

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