Song Description
written for motorcycle movie scene
| Song Length |
3:58 |
Genre |
Rock - Hard Rock, Blues - Rock |
| Tempo |
Medium Fast (131 - 150) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Restless |
Subject |
Power, Freedom |
| Similar Artists |
kid rock |
Language |
English |
| Era |
1990 - 1999 |
| |
Lyrics
Outlaws on the run
Rev those engines, feel the power surge, we're leathered up, ready for the urge.
Tearing up the highway, hear that thunder roar,
We're breaking through the silence, crashing down your door.
Got our Harleys revved up, racing like a storm, ain't no stopping us, we're ready to perform.
Off the grid, in the night so wild, bringing all the ruckus, just like a rebel child.
We'll hit your town like a wildfire blast, with the grit in our veins, ain't no holding back fast.
We're outlaws on the run, tearing night apart, Breaking hearts, taking chances, it's a brand-new start.
Drink your whiskey, feel the rush, it's our time to shine, Motorcycle roar, baby, let's cross that line.
We'll hit the honky tonk, with the lights set low, drowning in the laughter, letting good vibes flow.
Drinking beers and shots until the break of dawn, Good girl next door, come join our brawn.
Taking you to the city, where the wild things play, with bad boys on bikes, we'll be riding away.
Leaving worries behind, racing into the night, A band of brothers, as we fuel the fight.
We're outlaws on the run, tearing night apart, Breaking hearts, taking chances, it's a brand-new start.
Drink your whiskey, feel the rush, it's our time to shine, motorcycle roar, baby, let's cross that line.
Running on the highway, wheels spinning like a dream, With the wind in our faces, hear our engines scream.
No looking back, we're invincible tonight, Boundless like the stars, we're ready for flight.
So take a shot of courage, come join this ride, with rebels on the run, there's no need to hide.
Grit and glory, baby, that's the name of the game, In this wild adventure, never be the same.
Leaving trails of smoke, our wheels spin so fast, It's a life full of freedom, memories made to last.
We're outlaws on the run, tearing night apart, Breaking hearts, taking chances, it's a brand-new start.
Drink your whiskey, feel the rush, it's our time to shine, Motorcycle roar, baby, let's cross that line.
So when you see us coming, hear that roaring sound, Know that we're the outlaws, tearing up your town.
With our Harleys howling through the cool night air, catch us if you can, this wild ride we'll share. ©2025 P Ipsan