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.