Original lyrics
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 wont look again, no he wont
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 cant you hear my death tone
Hear me calling cant you hear my death tone
Hear me ride on into the night pull along side
If youre looking for a fight
My social workers got me on a chain
Keeps me out of jail so the paper prints his name
Yes it does, and he likes it
Unemployment checks run out next week
It wont be very long til Im back on the streets again