You're right, I am a rotten bastard, I admit it
But I tell ya somethin'
Even though I gotta lot of hate inside
I got some friends who ain't got hate inside
They're filled with nothin' but love
Their only crime is growin' their hair long
Smokin' a little grass and gettin' high
Lookin' at the stars at night
Writin' poetry in the sand
And whaddayou do?
You bust down their doors, man
Dumbass cop
You bust down their doors and you bust down their heads

You line 'em up and we'll knock 'em down
You hit the lights and we'll hit the town
You're on the dole, we're on the lam
Born free to ride, we don't give a damn

You live by the law but we live for sin
We fight the war but but we'll never win
We're born to lose but baby that's alright
We'll keep on ridin' through the night

Back down the open road
The only road we've ever known
Step aside cos we're coming through
We are the filthy and the few

We're hot as hell and you're a stone cold queen
You see our faces on your tv screen
We got no money, we got no friends
We'll keep on ridin' til the livin' end

Back down the open road
The only road we've ever known
Step aside cos we're coming through
We are the filthy and the few