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MANOWAR LYRICS
"Return Of The Warlord" (1996 Single)
1. Return of the Warlord
2. Warlord (live)
1. Return of the Warlord
Now The Time Has Come When All Is Said And Done
We're Back Together On The Road It's Time To Fly
No More Time To Wait You Know It Feels So Great
Wearin Leather On A Horse Of Steel I Ride
I Ain't Waitin To Get Old I'm Runnin Hot I'm Never Cold
Kiss My Ass If You Don't Like Me I Don't Care
I Got My Wheels Got My Friends We're On The Road Again
We're All Crazy Gonna Ride Until We Die
Time To Burn You Losers Better Learn
No One Controls Our Goddamn Life
We'll Do Just What We Feel Riding Horses Made Of Steel
We're Here To Burn Up The Night
Losers Try To Put Us Down It's Just Another Day
I Got No Money Or Big House Just Got Life
I Don't Like To Save It's More Fun To Spend
If You Like Metal You're My Friend
And That Bike Out In The Yard Well That's My Wife
Don't Try To Understand Me My Family Never Will
Had To Punch My Teacher Out Now He's Chilled
I Might Stay In School Or Die In Prision
Either Way It's My Decision One More Beer And Heavy Metal
And I'm Just Fine
Time To Burn You Losers Better Learn
No One Controls Our Goddamn Life
We'll Do Just What We Feel Riding Horses Made Of Steel
We're Here To Burn Up The Night
We Are The Undefeated We're Not Living In The Past
We're Here Tonight To Kick Some Goddamn Ass
Feel The Power Of The Wheel Lets Drink To Riding Steel
Livin Hard And Ridin Fast
Time To Burn You Losers Better Learn
No One Controls Our Goddamn Life
We'll Do Just What We Feel Riding Horses Made Of Steel
We're Here To Burn Up The Night
2. Warlord (live)
When you see me comin' flying down the road
You know I ain't afraid to lay it down
Yea got me some leather. Leather is my skin
Black n chrome flashin' through the town.
Some call me the WARLORD 'cause I'm a GOD-DAMN
bad machine, young n hungry, not too proud n mean
Ride, ride, ride, I'm the WARLORD of the road,
Riding, riding, riding, ain't never growin old.
Take what I want and I go where I please
Got the world right by the balls. This world ain't
big enough to keep me down. Yea we're livin'
in a sick world. The man on the T.V. said we
got lotsa trouble overseas, well what the hell
do I care? Think they care about me?
Stop sending money send em all a bomb.
Ride, ride, ride, I'm the WARLORD of the road,
Ridin, ridin, ridin, ain't never growin old.
Born to live in the fast lane on a chopped up
Harley-D, smell that oil and high test gasoline.
Never got a shortage of girls to share my seat.
Well they all want to know what people say is true,
You know, get a biker started n he'll drive all
damn night. Well hold on honey cause this ride's
for a ride.
Ride, ride, ride, ride, ride, ride, ride
I'm the WARLORD of the road.
Riding, ridin, ridin, ain't never growin old.
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