Walking down the street with your red shoes on
Walking down the block just to get on, get in line
Said Hey man, what you doin' down there
The feeling's all right, but there's something in the air
Shots ring out and the people just stare
Mutilation shade, so you better, you better beware
Another boy down on the red, red street
Sad to know that nobody, nobody sees
Another rider has fallen down
His pony is free
Free to ride
Free to ride
Free to ride
Keep on riding upon the desert sand
Ride like the wind, the wind nobody can command
Moon she is rising, up all over her land
Sea is her kin
I put my life in their hands