It began all like this,
Can't make any changes
Was born to lead the lives
Good or bad, no way
To change or to pray,
I'm a leader; I'll die as a leader...
This is fate that you can't bet.
Living a life of a leader,
Good or bad, no way
To change or to pray.
(Leading the lives as a leader)...
Out on streets, they will ride,
Far from home, we will fly...
Through the skies, into the dark,
Take it always by heart, never give up!
No one gonna stop...
CHORUS:
The leader of rebels,
Riders of the streets,
With lungs filled with blowing wind
They seem bad, good in fact,
Lonely men, don't know to act...
In society, to be polite,
Fists up for the mankind, never give up!
No one gonna stop...
CHORUS
CHORUS:
The leader of rebels,
Riders of the streets,
With lungs filled with blowing wind
No fake feelings such as hate.