When you see me comin' flying down the roadYou know I ain't afraid to lay it downYea got me some leather. Leather is my skinBlack'n'chrome flashin' through the town.Some call me the warlord 'cause I'm a god-damnBad machine, young'n'hungry, not too proud'n'meanRide, 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 pleaseGot the world right by the balls. This world ain'tBig enough to keep me down. Yea we're livin'In a sick world. The man on the T. V. Said weGot lotsa trouble overseas, well what the hellDo 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 upHarley-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 allDamn night. Well hold on honey 'cause this ride'sFor a ride.Ride, ride, ride, ride, ride, ride, rideI'm the warlord of the road.Ridin', ridin', ridin', ain't never growin' old.