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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