Ride On

I was born for the fast lane

A rambling fever in my veins

Firestones on a roll, that's how it goes

On the road again

I said, to heck with the rear view

'Cause what's already behind you

Is a damn good reason for keeping your back to the wind

That needle pinned

Ride on

With your cold chrome and metal

Ride on

With your knees digging into your saddle

Like a bat out of hell

Got the world by the tail

When it feels that good to be gone

Ride on

I always act like I don't care

When the blacktop's going nowhere

Keep my head down

Tough it out

Don't think about how life ain't fair

Ride on

With your cold chrome and metal

Ride on

With your knees digging into your saddle

Like a bat out of hell

Got the world by the tail

When it feels that good to be gone

Ride on

Full speed ahead

Forget the brakes

Slam the gas, don't look back

And ride on

Ride on

Like a bat out of hell

Got the world by the tail

When it feels that good to be gone

Ride on

Ride on

Yeah, I was born for the fast lane

Ride on