Original lyrics

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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 Now, you were sittin' And I got sent to Nam I give some square the finger 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 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 Now, you were sittin' home And I was sent to Nam I wen't through 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 Death tone Death tone Gonna ride on my death tone On into the night