(R. Friedman/ J. DeMaio)
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

[Pre Chorus:]
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

[Pre Chorus:]
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 !