Track byMotörhead
We shoot power to your heart, a mighty thunderbolt We charge all batteries, we save your soul We don't know when we're licked, but we turn lead to gold We know alchemy, we bring you rock and roll We are the ones you love, or we're the ones you hate We are the ones always too early or too late We are the first and we just still might be the last We are Motörhead - born to kick your ass We bring the fire-storm to brighten up your life We mend all broken hearts, we cure all pain We bring you attitude and razor teeth to bite We bring machine gun law and we're the ones to blame We are the ones you need, the ones that you despise We are the ones who wanna poke you in the eye We are the future baby, used to be the past We are Motörhead and we don't have no class We bring you UFOs, saucers in the sky We shoot you full of noise, we aim to kill We burn like mötherfuckers, spit right in your eye We fight authority, we glorify free will We are the ones you heard of, but you never heard We are electric prophets, here to twist the world We are the flame at night, the fire in the trash We are Motörhead, we are Motörhead We are Motörhead, we are Motörhead We are Motörhead, we are Motörhead