Ridin on two wheels Chains hooked on my heels Sittin in leather... Ridin on steel Put my shades on Hair blows in the wind I give some square the finger Now he wont look again, no he wont Now, you were sittin home And I got sent to Nam I went to the big house You just worked a job Hear me calling Cant you hear my death tone Hear me calling Cant you hear my death tone Hear me ride On into the night Pull along side If youre looking for a fight, yeah ! My social workers Got me on a chain Keeps me out of jail So the paper prints his name, yes it does, and he likes it Unemployment checks Run out next week It wont be very long Til Im back on the streets again Now, you were sittin home And I was sent to Nam I went to the big house You just worked a job Hear me calling Cant you hear my death tone Hear me calling Cant you hear my death tone Hear me ride On into the night Pull along side If youre looking for a fight Death tone Death tone Gonna ride on my death tone Yes I am Im gonna ride on you baby ! Oh !
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