

(mhhhh) Midnight riders on a concrete path (watch out)
No headlights, we don't look back
Shadows stretch under the highway span
Dust in our boots,
cash in our hand
We ride alone, we ride deep (yeah)
No promises we ever keep
Outlaws in the dark,
we make our own rules (hahahaha)
No chains on us,
we ain't nobody's fools
Through the smoke and the dust we glide
Concrete jungle,
desert heat
Cold steel beneath the driver's seat
We don't talk, we let the motor speak
Rolling hard, seven days a week (go)
Outlaws in the dark... (ahhhh)