Wild times until we die
Wild times won’t go by
This golden ace of thunder will be mine
I see you be afraid
Don’t be charmed
You better lock your door
So be alarmed
There is no way to stop us now
There is no way to hide
We’re ridin’ straight into your town
We’re rollin’ in for those
Wild times will be
The best days left for me
Wild times we rise
We celebrate wild times
Booze and girls will kill us fast
Can’t get enough
Forget the noisy past
Times gettin’ rough
6. Riders Of The Storm
[The Doors cover] | 
