Ridin' on two wheels
Chains hooked on my heels
Sittin' on leather
Ridin' 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

Now, you were sittin' home
And I got sent to Nam
I went to the big house
You just worked at 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, hey, hey

My social worker's
Got me on a chain
Keeps me out of jail
So the paper prints his name
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Yes it does, and he likes it

Unemployment checks
Run out next week
It won't be very long
'Til I'm back on the streets again

Now, you were sittin' home
And I got sent to Nam
I went to the big house
You just worked at 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, hey, hey, hey, yeah

Death tone
Death tone
Gonna ride on my death tone, yes I am
I'm gonna ride [Incomprehensible]

Songwriter(s): Ross H. Friedman, Joey Demaio
Copyright: Inar Music
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