Lyric Death tone

Ridin on to wheels
Chainsuit 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
PreChorus:
Now, you were sittin home
And I got sent to Nam
I went to the big house
You just worked at 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 at 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 !