Riding on two wheels
Chains hooked on my heels
Sitting in leather, riding on steel
Put my shades on
Hair blows in the wind
I give some square the finger
Now he won't look again
No, he won't
You were sitting home
And I got sent to 'Nam
I went to the big house
You just worked a job
Hear me calling
Can't you hear my death tone?
Hear me calling
Can't you hear my death tone?
Hear me ride on into the night
Pull along side
If you're looking for a fight
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 won't be very long till I'm back
On the streets again
Now, now you were sitting home
And I got sent to 'Nam
I went to the big house
You just worked a job
Hear me calling
Can't you hear my death tone?
Hear me calling
Can't you hear my death tone?
Hear me ride on into the night
Pull along side
If you're looking for a fight
Death tone
Death tone
Gonna ride on my death tone
Yes, I am
I'm gonna ride on you, baby
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