Whorehouse Blues
Motorhead – Whorehouse Blues
Well we came up from the gutter,
The wrong side of the tracks,
Yeah, we came up from the gutter,
Wrong side of the tracks,
You know the music brought us out, babe,
And we ain’t never been back,
Cause we went city to city,
All around the world,
Yes, we went city to city,
All around the world,
You know it never looked like enough, honey,
Even after thirty years,
Cause we come blazing like a shooting star,
We light you up real good,
Yes, we come blazing like a shooting star,
We light you up real good,
We gonna hit you like a flash of lightning,
Just like a bad boy would,
You know the only thing that’s missing,
Is a little mouth harp blues,
You know the only thing that’s missing,
Is a little mouth harp blues,
And you know life’s full of suprises,
You know we do that to,
You know we ain’t too good looking,
But we are satisfied,
No, we ain’t never been good looking,
But we are satisfied,
We shoulda opened up a little Whorehouse, honey,
Get a little booty on the side
Motorhead – Bite The Bullet
Stepping out, I’m leaving here,
No use crying, crying in my beer,
Enough’s enough, believe it’s true,
Bite The Bullet, I’m leaving you
Said goodbye, I left a note,
But I don’t remember, just what I wrote,
The same old words, to say we’re through,
Bite The Bullet, I’m leaving you
So that’s the way it always ends,
Get sympathy from all your friends,
Seems there’s nothing, nothing else to do,
Bite The Bullet, I’m leaving you
Motorhead – Ace Of Spades
If you like to gamble, I tell you I’m your man
You win some, lose some, it’s still the same to me
The pleasure is to play, it makes no difference what you say
I don’t share your greed, the only card I need is
The Ace Of Spades
The Ace Of Spades
Playing for the high one, dancing with the devil,
Going with the flow, it’s all a game to me,
Seven or Eleven, snake eyes watching you,
Double up or quit, double stake or split, it’s
The Ace Of Spades
The Ace Of Spades
You know I’m born to lose, and gambling’s for fools,
But that’s the way I like it baby,
I don’t wanna live for ever,
And don’t forget the joker!
Pushing up the ante, I know you’ve got to see me,
Read ‘em and weep, the dead man’s hand again,
I see it in your eyes, take one look and die,
The only thing you see, you know it’s gonna be,
The Ace Of Spades
The Ace Of Spades
Motorhead – Dirty Love
I could use some dirty love
You can´t abuse my dirty love
That´s what I need, to satisfy my greed
Come on over with your dirty love
I want to taste some dirty love
Don´t want to waste your dirty love
Whatever you got, you bet your life I want the lot
I want to grab your dirty love
I gotta have your dirty love
I gotta have your dirty love
I´ll show you the way, to dirty love all night all day
I´m gonna treat you to some dirty love
Right now
Motorhead – (We Are) The Road Crew
Another town another place,
Another girl, another face,
Another truce, another race,
I’m eating junk, feeling bad,
Another night, I’m going mad,
My woman’s leaving, I feel sad,
But I just love the life I lead,
Another beer is what I need,
Another gig my ears bleed,
We Are The Road Crew
Another town I’ve left behind,
Another drink completely blind,
Another hotel I can’t find,
Another backstage pass for you,
Another tube of super glue,
Another border to get through,
I’m driving like a maniac,
Driving my way to hell and back,
Another room a case to pack,
We Are The Road Crew
Another hotel we can burn,
Another screw, another turn,
Another Europe map to learn,
Another truckstop on the way,
Another game I learn to play,
Another word I learn to say,
Another bloody customs post,
Another fucking foreign coast,
Another set of scars to boast,
We Are The Road Crew
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bleenache, te place fosta mea patroană. acum i-am dat linkul de la tine. se tăvăleşte de rîs, deşi de-abia se tîrăşte. cred că are şi ea hernii al viii-lea
încă una tare!
http://morar.catavencu.ro/2009/06/03/asta-ne-mai-lipsea-telegondola-lui-ontanu/comment-page-1/#comment-67693
Nedo, citeşte toate comentariile:
http://morar.catavencu.ro/2009/07/04/la-multi-ani-america/
http://morar.catavencu.ro/2009/07/04/la-multi-ani-america/#comment-68269
un axinte ascuns după pseudonime
)
creştinule!
nu mai eşti muguraş. de acum înainte eşti john 756 şi vorbeşti despre viagra şi alte minuni. s-a-nţeles?