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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 motherfk
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 s**t
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 its easy to be free
And I'm godd*mn free