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Píseň: Motorhead
- Interpret:
- Primal Scream
- Album:
- Vanishing Point
Sunrise, wrong aide of another day Sky high and six thousand miles away Don't know how long I've been awake Wound up in an amazin' state I can't get enough And you know it's righteous stuff Goes up like prices at Christmas, this-- Motorhead, you can call me Motorhead, all right Brained out, total amnesia Get some mental anesthesia Don't move, I'll shut the door and kill the lights It I can be wrong, I must be right All good clean fun Have another stick of gum Man, you look better already Motorhead, remember me now Motorhead, all right Fourth day, five day marathon We're moving like a parallelogram Don't move, the mornin's not a pretty sight I guess, I'll see you all on the ice I should be tired, and all I am is wired Ain't felt this good for an hour Motorhead, remember me now Motorhead, all right