Rider, Rider
Howl, Howl, Howl, Howl, Howl,
Howl, Howl Howl, Howl
Riders back,
coming up from the street
Riders back, took a six pack
Drove back, right on track
Yep, riders back and he's here to stay
A man with a mission,
a solitary hero
That's my definition of a missionary soul
A missionary mind on a silver bike
Coming up from the east,
west, north, south
Coming on strong, preaching his song
Straight up, helmet on, a cellulite
Hero on a blackboard
Wilder, wilder
Wilder, wilder
Wilder, wilder
Howl, howl, howl, howl, howl, howl
Howl, howl
You turn, drove back, hit the sack,
came back to preach the soul
Rock and roll, suicide is not alright
Out, out, out on parole
The jukebox spreads the goal
The mission, the man, the goal
The mission, the man, the soul
The A, the Z, the E, the Yang
The left, the right, before and ever after
How, how, how, how, how,
how, how, how, how, how
Wilder, wilder
Howl, howl, howl, howl, howl
Howl, howl, howl, howl,
How,
how, how, how, how
Wilder, wilder
Wilder, wilder
How, how, how, how,
how, how, how
Wilder, wilder