Warlord [USA] - Glory

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 And Chrome Flashin Through The Town Some Call Me The Warlord Cause I’m A Goddamn Bad Machine Young And Hungry Not Too Proud And Mean Ride Ride Ride I’m The Warlord Of The Road Ridin Ridin Ridin 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 Lots of Trouble Overseas Well What The Hell Do I Care You Think They Care About Me Stop Sendin 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 And He'll Drive All Damn Night Well Hold On Honey Cause This Ride’s For A Ride Ride Ride Ride Ride I’m The Warlord Of The Road Ridin Ridin Ridin Ain’t Never Growin Old