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.