Love me forever, or not at all End of our tether, backs to the wall Give me your hand, don't you ever ask why Promise me nothing, live 'til we die Everything
16 years old when I went to the war To fight for a land fit for heroes God on my side and a gun in my hand Chasing my days down to zero And I marched
: Here we go again, on a 747, Looking at the clouds From the other side of heaven, Smoking & drinking, never gonna stop, Reading magazines, Stop me looking
: I make love to mountain lions, Sleep on red-hot branding irons, When I walk the roadway shakes, Bed's a mess of rattlesnakes, Voodoo child, black cat
: Love me forever,or not at all, End of our tether, backs to the wall, Give me your hand, Don't you ever ask why, Promise me nothing, live 'till we die
: Lie back and dream of me, Red death to set you free, We turn the screws to make you die, Soft flesh and razor blades, Golgotha,ace of spades, Steel
: Don't know what I did To make you feel that way I can't always say Just what I want to say I'm out of place again, You're on my case again Bringing
: Listen up babe,you're no foot, I wish L walked you home from school, Dream lover, head tall, Could put a lot of boys in Jail, Tell you what, you're
: New York City, N.Y.C., Pretty mean when it wants to be, Black leather,knee-hole pants, Can't play no high school dance, Fuzz tone,hear 'em go, Hear
: Pack my bags and leave today, You read this I'll be far away, Ain't gonna give ya no moon in June, Never see you it'll be too soon, One eye Jack,gotta
: 16 years old when I went to war, To fight for a land fit for heroes, God on my side,and a gun in my hand, Counting my days down to zero, And I marched
: I wanna grow my hair, live in Bel Air, Lose my head,keep live snake in my bed, I wanna backstage pass, Drink Bon Jovi's booze for free, I wanna be
: Nobody gives a damn about anybody else, Think everyone should feel The way they feel themselves, Rich men think that happiness Is a million dollar
Come on I wanna grow my hair, live in Bel Air Lose my head, keep a live snake in my bed I wanna backstage pass, drink Bon Jovi's booze for free I wanna
16 years old when I went to war, To fight for a land fit for heroes, God on my side,and a gun in my hand, Counting my days down to zero, And I marched
Tradução: Motorhead. 1916.
