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Lemmy certainly had a way with words.

Iron Horse/Born to Lose by Motorhead

He rides a road
That don't have no end
An open highway
Without any bends
Tramp and his stallion
Alone in a dream
Proud in his colours
As the chromium gleams

On Iron Horse he flies
On Iron Horse he gladly dies
Iron Horse his wife
Iron Horse his life

He lives his life
He's living it fast
Don't try to hide
When the dice have been cast
He rides a whirlwind
That cuts to the bone
Wasted forever
Ferociously stoned

On Iron Horse he flies
On Iron Horse he gladly dies
Iron Horse his wife
Iron Horse his life

One day, one day
They'll go for the sun
Forever they'll fly
On the eternal run
Wasted forever
On speed, bikes and booze
Yeah, us and the brothers
We're all born to lose

On Iron Horse he flies
On Iron Horse he gladly dies
Iron Horse his wife
Iron Horse his life
 

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two of my favourite syd numbers are
the nile song and biding my time.
they need to be listened to at full vol.
whilst you just sit back and enjoy.
 
Longinus artisan extraordinaire
Lend thy stalwart nails the hobbyist
Give weight to the hands of the pacifist!

Nuerosies corroding the psyche
Sterile slave-morals lay waste the fertile minds

Longinus marksman extraordinaire
Thrust life into the lungs of the defeatist
Remedy the guts of the gutless!

Quarantine septic penitent
Ethical-narcotics sedate the gravely ill

Man-healing Roman
Puncture acute acupuncture

Longinus physician extraordinaire
Abate the swollen cyst the sheepherder
Pitiful art thou in his murder
 
"Sorrow and solitude
These are the precious things
And the only words
That are worth remembering"

You can only love Townes...
Phenomenonal songwriter.

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I love the opening lines of this



I was born by the river in a little tent
Oh and just like the river I've been running ev'r since
It's been a long time, a long time coming
But I know a change gonna come, oh yes it will
It's been too hard living, but I'm afraid to die
'Cause I don't know what's up there, beyond the sky
It's been a long, a long time coming
But I know a change gonna come, oh yes it will
I go to the movie and I go downtown
Somebody keep tellin' me don't hang around
It's been a long, a long time coming
But I know a change gonna come, oh yes it will
 
Could quote most Tool songs but I just love The Pot

Who are you to wave your finger?
You must have been out your head.
Eye hole deep in muddy waters.
You practically raised the dead.

Rob the grave to snow the cradle.
Then burn the evidence down.
Soapbox, house of cards and glass,
So don't go tossin' your stones around.

You must have been high.
You must have been high.
You must have been.

Foot in mouth and head up arsehole.
So what you talkin' 'bout?
Difficult to dance 'round this one
'Til you pull it out, boy!

You must have been so high.
You must have been so high.

Steal, borrow, refer, save your shady inference.
Kangaroo done hung the juror with the innocent.

Now you're weeping shades of cozened indigo,
Got lemon juice up in your eye!
When you pissed all over my black kettle,
You must have been high, high.
You must have been high, high.

Who are you to wave your finger?
So full of it.
Eyeballs deep in muddy waters.
*in' hypocrite.

Liar, lawyer, mirror, show me what's the difference?
Kangaroo done hung the guilty with the innocent.

Now you're weeping shades of cozened indigo,
Got lemon juice up in your eye, eye.
When you pissed all over my black kettle
You must've been!

So who are you to wave your finger?
Who are you to wave your fatty fingers at me?
You must have been out your mind!

Weepin' shades of indigo shed without a reason.
Weepin' shades of indigo.

Liar, lawyer, mirror for you, what's the difference?
Kangaroo be stoned. He's guilty as the government.

Now you're weeping shades of cozened indigo,
Got lemon juice up in your eye, eye!
Now when you pissed all over my black kettle.
You must've been high, high, high, high.

Eyeballs deep in muddy waters.
Your balls deep in muddy waters.
Ganja, please, you must have been out your mind!
 

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One more Tool

..

All you know about me is what I've sold you, dumb *.
I sold out long before you'd ever even heard my name.
I sold my soul to make a record, *******, then you bought one.

All you read and wear or see and hear on TV is a product waiting for your fatass dirty dollar

So, shut up and buy, buy, buy my new record
Buy, buy, buy,
Send more money
* you, buddy.
 
Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good?
Will it buy you forgiveness?
Do you think that it could?
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul
And I hope that you die
And your death'll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand o'er your grave
'Till I'm sure that you're dead
 
wow. all the time, since growing up,i assumed it was part of the syd era.
you learn something new every day.
they are still two belter songs though.

i have been interceptored by interceptor.
 

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