Easy Rider - Killer

Wake up in the morning and run to my garage

Chrome and steel are shining in the dark

Cranking up the engine of my motorbike

With a sound of thunder the pistons on fire

It's a perfect relation between man and machine

Nobody got a hold on me

They call me easy rider easy rider

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Moving down the highway

riding from town to town

A vagabond for life strong and proud

Looking for some action travelling on

With a feeling of freedom life can be fun

It's a perfect relation between man and machine

Nobody got a hold on me

They call me easy rider

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Traveling through the country from north to south

From east to west and the other way around

Speeding down the highway I am king of the road

Love the life I live it's wild and bold

It's a perfect relation between man and machine

Nobody got a hold on me

They call me easy rider

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