Death Tone

(альбом: Coverkill - 1999)

Riding on two wheels
Chains hooked on my heels
Sitting in leather...
Riding on steel

Put my shades on
Hair blows in the wind
I give some square the finger
Now he won't look again

Now, you were sitting home
And I got sent to Nam
I went to the big house
You just worked a 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

My social workers
Got me on a chain
Keeps me out of jail
So the paper prints his name

Unemployment checks
Run out next week
It won't be very long
'Til I'm back on the streets again

Now, you were sitting home
And I was sent to Nam
I went to the big house
You just worked a 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

Ride on my death tone
On into the night