Warlord

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-damnbad machine, young'n'hungry, not too proud'n'mean

Ride, ride, ride,

I'm the WA

RLORD of the road,

Riding, riding, riding, ain't never growin' old.

Take what

I want and

I go where

I pleaseGot the world right by the balls.

This world ain'tbig enough to keep me down.

Yea we're livin'in a sick world.

The man on the

T.V. said wegot lotsa trouble overseas, well what the helldo

I care? Think they care about me?

Stop sending money send'em all a bomb.

Ride, ride, ride,

I'm the WA

RLORD 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 alldamn night.

Well hold on honey 'cause this ride'sfor a ride.

Ride, ride, ride, ride, ride, ride, ride

I'm the WA

RLORD of the road.

Ridin', ridin', ridin', ain't never growin' old.