Motorhead - Iron Fist Album Lyrics

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Iron Fist

Dark night nothing to see
Invisible hand in front of me
Scared to death there's someone near
Scared to move but you can't stay here
You know me, evil eye
You know me, prepare to die
You know me, the snakebite kiss
Devil's grip, the Iron Fist

Flying horse don't make a sound
Flying hooves don't touch the ground
Walk in circle lose you track
Can't go on but you can't go back
You know me etc.

Moon eclipse and you know why
Ghost rider in the sky
Beast of evil devil's hound
Tooth and claw they pull you down
You know me etc.

 

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Heart Of Stone

You seem to think that it's a game
I wish I could recall your name
You tell me how I should behave
Sling your hook I ain't your slave

Leave me alone
Get off the phone
I've got a heart of stone

You play emotional roulette
I ain't seen no winners yet
You know you're dancing in the dark
Stay away, I ain't your mark

Leave me alone
Get off the phone
I've got a heart of stone

In every game you hold the ace
But you ain't even in my race
You'll never realise just why
It's just been hello goodbye

Leave me alone
Get off the phone
I've got a heart of stone

 

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I'm The Doctor

I know the way you feel I know it ain't too good
I know it feels like there's detergent in your blood
But don't you worry, gonna make you feel alright
I'm gonna lift your black depression, help you through the night
I'm your man, you know I'll help you if I can
Cos I'm your Doctor

I know you're desperate, I really sympathise
I see the morbid horror flicker in your eyes
But rest assured I'm gonna help to ease your pain
I'm gonna put a thousand tiny implants in your brain
I'm your boy, I'll make you undulate with joy
Cos I'm the Doctor

Don't get too depressed, I've found a way to help your case
A little hypodermic sends you into outer space
You'll feel much better when you take these little pills
I'm gonna give you 60 bottles, I believe in overkill
Heart attack, you know you're never coming back
Cos I'm the Doctor

 

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Go To Hell

Ya told me that ya wanted it
I knew it wasn't true
Turned out to be the facts babe
You know what you can do
You can go to hell, you can go to hell
Goodbye for you

Wrapped around your little finger
Under you thumb too
You know that I'm a singer
I'm singin' just for you
You can go to hell etc.

I guess I betta get movin'
Lotta things I gotta do
I realize it was a waste of time
Talkin' sense to you
You can etc.

Hope ya got my little message
I hope you hear me
I thought ya might've been the answer
Obviously crazy

 

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Loser

I'm a loser
I'm a loser, that's what they said
That's what they said
Now I got their women in my bed
You buy me a drink and you wish that I was dead

I'm a loser
I'm a loser and I don't know their names
I don't know their names
Call me a superstar, play that game
Cost you a million just to sign your name

I'm a loser
I'm a loser they turn me around
Turn me around
Big wide smile gonna bring me down
They don't know your arse from a hole in the ground

 

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Sex And Outrage

Seize the time
There's only minutes left to zero
Just got a little taste
I gotta get some more
Just me and you

[Chorus]
Teenage, backstage, sex and outrage

It's like I got
An outboard motor in my bloodstream
And all you've done tonight
Is walk in through the door
No lie - all true

Teenage, backstage, sex and outrage

I think you know
Exactly what I'm trying to get at
The way you move yourself
Should be against the law
It's up to you

Teenage, backstage, sex and outrage

 

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America

America, hot as hell, hysterical, cast your spell
The endless road, another night to bend your mind
White line fever, I think that state patrol car's still behind

America, cold as death, up to Canada, Crystal Meth
Another West Coast turnaround and back to start
Yakima Reservation, just another broken heart

America, liked it fine, Sinsemilla, Ripple Wine
Another Schoolgirl with her daddy's Pontiac
Another killer from the wrong side of the tracks

America, fast cars
America, the girls, the bars
America, don't make no fuss
America, get on the bus

 

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Shut It Down

Sometimes you misunderstood
The way I see it, don't do no good
Sometimes you can't raise no help
Wind up ahead of yourself
I swear I get so tired of aggravation
Believe me baby it's nowhere, nowhere

[Chorus]
The same old thing
The same old thing
I just wanna
Shut it down
Shut it down

On your feet or on your knees
You're only shooting the breeze
Words are cheap and talk is free
Turns out to be a rabbit with me
I'm gonna ace you out
No more confusion
Begin to make me nervous, nervous

[Chorus etc.]

I don't think you understand
Ain't no-one holding your hand
You're only skin and bone
You're born broke and you die alone
Free rides are over now
No more Mr. Nice Guy
Believe me baby it's over, over

[Chorus etc.]

 

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Speedfreak

Got to hurry, got to hurry
I don't believe you worry
Take it back, take it back
You know you can't do that
Don't want no sleep
Up for a week
Yes, I'm a speekfreak, speedfreak

Way too fast, way too fast
Gonna be the first and last
Shoot ya down, shoot ya down
Flamin' Wreck you hit the ground
Up for a week
Don't need no sleep
Cos I'm a speedfreak, speedfreak

No regrets, no regrets
You can't afford'em yet
Comin' down, comin' down
Over, under, sideways, round
Up for a week
Playin' Hide and Seek
Cos I'm a speedfreak, everlasting speedfreak

 

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(Don't Let 'Em) Grind Ya Down

People gonna make ya wonder if you're right
Keep ya wide awake and worried late at night
Why don't ya tell'em to beat it
Why don't ya tell'em to eat it
Just a bunch of clowns
Don't let'em grind ya down

Sons of bitches, crocodile tears in their eyes
We scare'em shitless just by showin' up alive
Why don't you tell'em to shove it
They might as well love it
Give you runaround
Don't let'em grind ya down

Evil bastards ain't got nothin' else to do
Make your life a misery and put you off your food
Don't you dare to go under
Don't let'em steal your thunder
Listen to the sound
Well let'em grind that down

 

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(Don't Need) Religion

Don't need no blind belief
Don't need no comic relief
Don't need to see the scars
Don't need Jesus Christ Superstar
Don't need no Sunday Television
Bet your life you don't need religion

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
Ya don't need no miracle vision
Bet ya life etc.

I don't need no Santa Claus
Don't believe in fairies no more
Don't need to go to confession
I'm already trying to fight depression
Don't need no exorcism
Bet ya life etc.

 

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Bang To Rights

Took her to a bar, I though I'd covered all my tracks
Thought I had it made, I felt daggers in my back
You came walkin' through the door sailed into the attack
Don't seem to be my night
You got me bang to rights

I ain't gonna fight it baby, there ain't no excuse
Don't know what to tell ya, but I hope you don't cut loose
It don't matter anyway, my head is in the noose
You got me stitched up tight
You got me bang to rights

I can tell you ain't exactly listening to me
I just wish that I could thing of some place else to be
I'm gonna make it up to you, just you wait and see
My future ain't too bright
You got me bang to rights