[R. Friedman/ J. DeMaio]

Ridin' on two wheels

Chains hooked on my heels
Sittin' in leather...
Ridin' on steel

Put my shades on
Hair blows in the wind
I give some square the finger

Now he won't look again, no he won't
[PreChorus:]
Now, you were sittin' home

And I got sent to Nam
I went to the big house
You just worked a job

[Chorus:]
Hear me calling
Can't you hear my death tone

Hear me calling
Can't you hear my death tone
Hear me ride

On into the night
Pull along side
If you're looking for a fight, yeah !

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 won't be very long
'Til I'm back on the streets again
[PreChorus:]

Now, you were sittin' home
And I was sent to Nam
I went to the big house

You just worked a job
[Chorus:]
Hear me calling

Can't you hear my death tone
Hear me calling
Can't you hear my death tone

Hear me ride
On into the night
Pull along side

If you're looking for a fight
Death tone
Death tone

Gonna ride on my death tone
Yes I am
I'm gonna ride on you baby ! Oh !