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 atuff
Goes up like prices at Christmas, this
Motorhead, you can call me
Motorhead, alright
Brained out, total amnesia
Get some mental anaeathesia
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, alright
Fourth day, five day marathon
We're moving like a parallelogram
