There goes ezy, ezy ryder
Riding down the highway of disire
He says the free wind takes him higher
Tryin' to find his heaven above
But he's dyin' to be loved
Dyin' to be loved
He's tellin' me livin' is so magic
He says a day is forever so he clames
He's talkin' about dyin' it's so tragic baby
But don't you worry about it today, we got freedom comin' our way
Freedom comin' our way
Come on do you
They key is going to last
Get more gas
See all the lovers say do what you please
Gotta get the brothers together we got to be free
And got to try to make those guys,
I think i see me a freak
Hey, mororcycle mama, you're gonna marry me?
Haha
And i'll be stoned, stoned, clear as day
Love comin' in like crazy
Stoned crazy
Stoned crazy baby
Whoooo!
There goes ezy, ezy ryder
Riding down the highway of disire
He says the free wind, takes him higher
Searchin for his heaven above
But he's dyin' to be loved
Dyin' to be loved
Yeah
Because ezy ryder baby
Ezy ryder
Tryin' to find the highway
Ezy ryder
Ezy ryder
Ezy ryder
Etc.
