Smoke and Steel

Chrome wolf howlin' on a dead-end night. Leather on my shoulders,

moon burnin' bright. Rollin' with the pack, every mile gets loud.

Outlaw heart beatin', too wild to slow down. Got a blunt in my pocket,

fire in my chest. Ride till the sun says it's time for rest.

Women on the roadside wicked like sin. One look in their eyes and

you're fallin' right in. They say we're trouble. They say we

ain't wrong. But the road's been singin' its own damn song.

Yeah, we ride on smoke and steel. Burnin' rubber, chasin' thrills.