Head out on the highway, 
With the rising sun.
Ain't going nowhere, 
Wanna hear that [bad word] 
People all look at me,
As I go riding by.
They're all scared, but I don't care,
I feel I'm living right.

Well I was born to motor,
And 'till the day I die.
I ride along to the sweet sad song,
Of the Devils Lullaby.

I am a biker, a trade that I pride.
The only goal in my soul,
Is to ride ride ride.

Somewhere in the distance,
The reaper waits for me.
And when I'm done, I'll know I won,
I lived to be free.

I was born to motor,
And 'till the day I die.
I ride along to the sweet sad song,
Of the Devils Lullaby.