Versuri Manowar - Warlord
Album: Manowar - Secrets of Steel
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. Riding, ridin, ridin, ain't never growin old.