Fear of the devil, that's kept me alive Now I have to answer, 'cause God's not on my side I rode to Montana and California, too Down to Arizona, yeah, yeah, that's where I met you I hit the road, Chicago, It's time to meet the pack I went down that other road, I ain't coming back Kicked off at Detroit to meet the Brothers Grim We went down in brotherhood, we're nwver giving in
We are the freeway devils, freeway devils
My bike's a temple and now I'm kicking ass If you're looking for trouble yeah, yeah, yeah, You'll find a heart attack The sheriff came, pulled out his gun " You betta get outa town & quot; He read me the riot act, the dirty motherfuck Gave me the third degree and now I'm outta luck
I ride with the devil, I ride with the wind Nothing's gonna stop me From riding to be free 40 days I was in the slam, 200 dollars light I got myself an enemy, I got into a terrible fight I got cut to pieces, yeah, but I'm an animal-mal You should have seen the other guy They put him straight in the can They locked me up, threw away the key They kicked my bike to shit I'm never gonna get outa here, but I'm never givin' in
It's alright, it's alright I'm a freeway devil and I'm feeling alright It's alright, it's alright I'm a freeway devil and I'm feeling alright
I want to be free and I'm free, I know I'm free Just gotta be free, you know it's easy to be free And I'm goddamn freeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
