Warlord

Manowar

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.

(hinzugefügt von LordKarron)