he rides a road that don't have no end
an open highway without any bends
tramp and his stallion alone in a dream
proud in his colours as the chromium gleams
he lives his life, he's living it fast
don't try to hide when the dice have been cast
he rides a whirlwind that cuts to the bone
loaded forever and righteously stoned
one day, one day, they'll go for the sun
together they'll slide on the eternal run
wasted forever, on speed bikes and booze
yeah tramp and the brothers all born to lose
on Iron Horse he flies, on Iron Horse he gladly dies
Iron Horse is wife, Iron Horse is life
