We charge your 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 bring the firestorm 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 laws 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 Motorhead and we don't have no class...
We are MOTÖRHEAD — born to kick your ass
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