I got my big twin rollin' thumping out a tune
 Following the [bad word] back to you
 I don't need no big jet liner don't need no limousine
 All I've got's my pair of whells satisfaction guaranteed 

 I'm on my way [bad word] home
 I'm on my way [bad word] home 

 Thunder down the highway keeping up the pace
 Six hundred miles before until I see your face
 Gasoline and metal hammer through the night
 Eating up the freeway makes me feel alright 

 Polished steel and leather [bad word] of the pair
 Hear the carburettors sucking in the air
 Sat around the engine vibrating every bone
 Keeping it together blasting my way home!