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.

Riding, Ridin, Ridin, Ain't Never Growin Old.