Death Tone - Overkill

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

PreChorus:

Now, you were sittin’home

And I got sent to Nam

I went to the big house

You just worked at job

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

PreChorus:

Now, you were sittin’home

And I was sent to Nam

I went to the big house

You just worked at job

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 !