| Sunrise wrong side of another day
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| Sky-high and six thousand miles away
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| Don’t know how long I’ve been awake
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| Wound up in an amazing state
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| Can’t get enough and you know its righteous stuff
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| Goes up like prices at Christmas
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| Motorhead
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| You can call me Motorhead alright
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| Braindead total amnesia
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| Get some mental anaesthesia
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| Don’t move, I’ll shut the door and kill the lights
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| I guess I’ll see ya all on the ice
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| All good clean fun, have another stick of gum
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| Man you look better already
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| Motorhead
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| You can call me Motorhead, alright
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| Fourth day, five day marathon
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| We’re moving like a parallelogram
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| Don’t move, I’ll shut the door and kill the lights
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| If I can’t be wrong, I must be right
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| I should be tired, and all I am is wired
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| Ain’t felt this good for an hour
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| Motorhead
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| You can call me Motorhead, all night |