THERE GOES EZY, EZY RYDER
RIDING DOWN THE HIGHWAY OF DESIRE
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 GONNA BE LIVIN'SO MAGIC
TODAY IS FOREVER SO HE CLAIMS
HE'S TALKIN' ABOUT DYIN' IT'S SO TRAGIC BABY
BUT DON'T YOU WORRY ABOUT IT TODAY, WE'VE GOT FREEDOM COMIN' OUR WAY
FREEDOM COMIN' OUR WAY
HOW LONG DO YOU
THINK HE'S GONNA LAST
TAKE A FORECAST
SEE ALL THE LOVERS SAY "DO WHAT YOU PLEASE"
GOTTA GET THE BROTHERS TOGETHER AND THE RIGHT TO BE FREE
IN A CLOUD OF ANGEL DUST,
I THINK I SEE ME A FREAK
HEY, MOTORCYCLE MAMA, YOU GONNA MARRY ME?
HAHA
AND I'LL BE STONED, STONED, CRAZY
LOVE COMIN'IN KINDA EASY
STONED CRAZY
STONED CRAZY BABY
HEY!
THERE GOES EZY, EZY RYDER
RIDING DOWN THE HIGHWAY OF DESIRE
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
HERE COMES EZY RYDER BABY
EZY RYDER
DYIN' TO BE LOVED
EZY RYDER
EZY RYDER
EZY RYDER
Oh, say can you see by the dawn's early light
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars thru the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming?
And the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.
Oh, say does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep,
Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that with the breeze, o'er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam,
In full glory reflected now shines in the stream:
'Tis the star-spangled banner! Oh long may it wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
And where is that band who so vauntingly swore
That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion,
A home and a country should leave us no more!
Their blood has washed out their foul footstep's pollution.
No refuge could save the hireling and slave
From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave:
And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
Oh! thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand
Between their loved home and the war's desolation!
Blest with victory and peace, may the heav'n rescued land
Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation.
Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,
And this be our motto: "In God is our trust."
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
