Death Tone

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 won't look again, no he won't



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

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, hey, hey



My social worker's

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



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

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, hey, hey, hey, yeah



Death tone

Death tone

Gonna ride on my death tone, yes I am

I'm gonna ride [Incomprehensible]