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Motorhead lyrics
Album: Another Perfect Day [1983]
| Back at the Funny Farm | |
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Hammer pounding in my heart, I think it's gonna burst
Spring unwinding in my head, I don't know which is worse
I hear ya talkin' but the words are kinda strange
One of us is crazy and the other one's insane
[Chorus:]
Stay calm, don't be alarmed, it's just a holiday
Back at the funny farm
Nothin' in this cold white room to help me recognise
I don't understand why everyone is in disguise
I gotta live right now, I can't stay here no more
But I'm afraid to try in case they've locked the door
[Chorus]
Can't find the windows but I gotta get outside
Can you help me stand it feels like both my legs have died
What was that injection, 'cos I think it's goin' wrong
I really like this jacket but the sleeves are much too long
[Chorus]
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| Shine | |
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Hard time getting to ya babe,
Double take, figure real rough trade,
But you know Iīm a real good lover,
Canīt judge a book by its cover,
I know and you know I know,
Canīt trust your intuition no more
Look good and I make you smile,
Bet you thought I wouldnīt have no style,
Iīm gonna turn your head around,
Wonīt know ītil you hit the ground,
Gonna change the way you feel,
Iīm gonna roll you like a wheel
High life, Iīm a fool for you,
Low life, I like to break the rules,
First bite, you know I got a taste for you,
Iīm gonna make you Shine
Be a switch to say the least,
My beauty gonna meet your beast,
Cominī over and shake your tree,
My bodyīs gonna set you free,
I know and you know itīs true,
Move over Iīm coming through
Itīs all over and I got you down,
Gonna chase you round and round,
Mess around with the way I feel,
Gonna offer you a whole new deal,
Gonna lay it on ya just for kicks,
Down on ya like a ton of bricks
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| Dancing on Your Grave | |
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I know you thought you're a real operator
But I don't know why
All you had was a bankroll, babe
And a glint in your eye
I'm a high-steppin' like an indian brave
I'm the one
Dancing on your grave
You know I'm a killer babe
Here's late news for you
You couldn't buy me with a million, babe
I'm too good for you
I'm know you think I'm real rough trade
Now I'm the one
Dancing on your grave
One time you was a real high-stepper
On the high trapeze
But you know you ran out of money
Wound up on your knees
I'm the one you never made
Now I'm the one
Dancing on your grave
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| Rock It | |
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Rock'n'roll, save your soul
An' I got it
Give it to me, loud and free
Don't knock it
Let me hear 'til the end of time
It's the only way
Send shivers up and down your spine
You can't stop it
[CHORUS]
I'm tellin' one more time
It ain't no crime
Rock it
It's the only way to fly
Gotta have it
Break thru gonna break you too
Better grab it
Let me hear it 'til the end of time
It's the only way
It'll stop you on a dime
Gotta have it
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Rock'n'roll music gonna stop the world
Can't lose it
It'll make your toenails curl
Can't defuse it
Let me hear it all the time
It's the only way
Gonna make ya feel alright
You can't excuse it
[CHORUS]
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| One Track Mind | |
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One arm bandit, one way ride
One arm bandit, one more try
One way ticket, one horse town
One way ticket, no way down
[CHORUS]
One track mind, one track mind
One track mind, one track mind
Two lane highway, two hand car
Two lane highway, too damned far
Two faced women, two time guys
Two faced women, two black eyes
[CHORUS]
Three time loser, break the law
Three time loser, two bit whore
Three ring circus, free form show
Three ring circus, way to go
[CHORUS]
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| Another Perfect Day | |
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Out to lunch, speak your piece
Good and drunk, back on the street
What you see is what you get
No matter what you say
No time for anything to take the pain away
You sure ain't the chosen few
You sure turned trick or two
You pulled the deuce this time
Another perfect day
Golden boy, take a chance
You're a clockwork toy, you're a dime a dance
The truth is only black and white
No shade of grey
It's easy answers babe
But it's the hell to pay
You know it's just the same for you
Ain't nothin' you can do
No chance to change it now
Another perfect day
Total war, blow your stack
Say no more, you know you can't go back
You're acting dumb babe, you don't know
The places you can go
You know you tell the truth in a different way
No court of law would find for you
No matter what you do
Could be the perfect crime
Another perfect day
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| Marching off to War | |
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Another battle's over, it's a million soldiers
Never rise again, we lost a million friends
Don't try to understand, if you weren't there
You felt different then, marching off to war
[CHORUS]
Show no quarter, delight in slaughter
Up for your last long ride, maybe God's on the other
side
Don't need no vindication, fight for the nation
You know you're going to hell, but you wear it well
You'll never understand if you weren't there
You felt different then, marching off to war
[CHORUS]
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| I Got Mine | |
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Hereīs the story, thereīs only me,
No other place for you to be,
Iīts only you babe, itīs only you,
I canīt believe the things you do,
Right now, right here,
Ainīt gonna let you disappear,
Right now, this time,
You got yours and I Got Mine
Come on lover, go back to start,
I got your picture in my heart,
Itīs only me babe, itīs only me,
Refuse disposal refugee,
Right now, right here,
You just might be my new career,
Right now, this time,
You got yours and I Got Mine
Come on baby, stay close to me,
You got me fallinī out my tree,
Be my lover, the only one,
Be anything but donīt be gone,
Right now, right here,
Ainīt gonna let you disappear,
Right now, this time,
You got yours and I Got Mine
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| Tales of Glory | |
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I can't believe the tales you tell me
I ain't buyin' the stuff you sell me
Hey baby, I'm tellin' ya what
You think I'm sold, baby I'm not
You tell me, tales of glory
But I know, whoa babe, it's the same old story
You think I'm gonna fall for you
You reckon that I'm goin' right thru
But I ain't no adolescent
I'm just gonna keep your guessing
You ain't gonna stitch me up
You'll find that I'm real bad luck
I'm gonna leave you babe
But think of the money you'll save
You tell me, tales of glory
But I know whoa babe it's the same old story
Leave me out, leave me out
Sick and tired without a doubt
Get me out, get me out
Get me out of here
Endlessly, endlessly
You mouth won't set me free
Endlessly, endlessly
Rabbit in my ear
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| Die You Bastard | |
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You can smell the danger, watch your step
See the frienly stranger stretch your neck
Keep them in the dark, now, it's alright
You know they only come out at night
[CHORUS]
Your shadows alive, it breathes at your side
Got no place to hide, be with you 'til the day you die
You can hear the rumors, shut your mouth
Deal with the misfits, wipe 'em out
Search in all the bedrooms, use your head
Listen to your conscience, wake the dead
[CHORUS]
Mother kiss a vampire, shut the door
Rats in all the rooms, babe, hit the floor
I think it's a gamble, but what's your sign
Upway at the downside, stay in line
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| Turn You Round Again | |
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Nobody promised you it would be easy, not even fair,
But a lot of people said 'Lean on me', and they weren't there
If it's any consolation, they're all the same,
And if you lose your head, you lose the game,
And it's all, an uphill run, you know it ain't much fun,
You know we're all the same, Turn You Round Again.
Everyone said, 'Come over here and be like me',
I didn't want to know, ain't no place to be,
If it's any consolation, you're all the same,
But it's a different face, with a different name,
But it's all, an uphill run, you know it ain't much fun,
You know we're all the same, Turn You Round Again.
I'm gonna tell you something, you must believe,
I've got a hat full of jokes, waiting up my sleeve,
Forget cancellations, I know the game,
It's a different face, but the name's the same,
And it's all, an uphill run, you know it ain't much fun,
And I'll Turn You Round Again, again.
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| (Don't Need) Religion | |
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I Don't need no blind belief,
I Don't need no comic relief,
I Don't need to see the scars,
I Don't need Jesus Christ Superstar,
Don't need no Sunday Television,
Bet your life you don't need religion.
I Don't need no time for prayer,
Don't save no knee-pads for me up there,
If your head's alright,
Ya don't need binoculars to see the light,
You don't need no miracle vision ,
Bet ya life I don't need religion.
I don't need no Santa Claus,
And I Don't believe in fairies no more,
I Don't need to go to confession,
I'm already trying to fight depression,
I Don't need no exorcism,
Bet ya life I don't need religion.
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