Don't be bitching, honey 'Cause you're holding all the money And now we're outlaws, running scared And I don't think it's funny Keep your foot on the
Times are hard and times are bad Nobody is innocent Say just what you want to see Tell me who you want to be See the only friend you got Open throat
I've been waiting for you for hours, babe And you still ain't here Waiting, waiting, hanging on the phone It feels like a hundred years You always keep
Look over on your left Look over on the right There's nothing you can see out there But this ain't no fair fight A lot of people dying Men driven raving
My mama told me lots of things About the life we lead Told me it was too easy To live a life of greed She said you'll be a good man And I'll be proud
Hear the music coming, loud as you can stand You'll never be the same again Let the beat into you, let it turn you 'round Let it be your best friend
We're out of time, we're out of line We're all out here waiting for a crime We don't mind, we ain't fooled We're gonna read you the real bad news Fire
Come down off your high horse Who do you think you are? Just a clown in a one horse town In a broke down second-hand car Can you still get it up Or are
Walking forever is a long, long time Destiny is just the same old line The war has come and we have let it come The war for the blood of the chosen one
You better stand right there Get a clue and be aware You're just an inch or so From your immortality Don't you get the meaning You might still be bleeding
In the heart of battle we were tested All of us were in the front line too We were in the thick of it Soon we were so sick of it But we had much more
Louis: Ah, I wish Motorhead would come back. Oh wow, Motorhead . . . Motorhead . . . Where are you Motorhead? Roy: He's probably getting eaten by one
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Go ahead put the blame on me, another reason to disagree, Deaf to all the truth for sure, hear the hammer knocking at your door. But you know it's all
Say the word and I'll be yours, save me from the killing floor. Outta time outta sight, creeping up on you tonight. Can't see your face no more, hanging
You don't know me baby but I know you so well, Tried to make a fool of me, tried to ring my bell. Sneaking round behind my back didn't make me cry, But
Come down off your high horse, Who do you think you are, Just a clown in a one horse town, In a broke down second-hand car, Can you still get it up, Or
