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 wont look again, no he wont

PreChorus:
Now, you were sittin
And I got sent to Nam
I give some square the finger
You just worked at job

Chorus:
Hear me calling
Cant you hear my death tone
Hear me calling
Cant you hear my death tone
Hear me ride
On into the night
Pull along side
If youre 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 wont be very long
Til Im back on the streets again

PreChorus:
Now, you were sittin home
And I was sent to Nam
I went through the big house
You just worked at job

Chorus:
Hear me calling
Cant you hear my death tone
Hear me calling
Cant you hear my death tone
Hear me ride
On into the night
Pull along side
If youre looking for a fight

Death tone
Death tone
Gonna ride on my death tone
Yes I am
Im gonna ride on my death tone