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Motörhead Walk A Crooked Mile

your mouth You're out of time work it out You're living in a cruel world And your face is out of style Boogey man, magic word Walk a crooked mile If

nothing shut your mouth Out of time work it out You're leaving in a cruel world And your face is out of style Boogey man, magic word, Walk a crooked mile

nothing shut your mouth Out of time work it out You're leaving in a cruel world And your face is out of style Boogey man, magic word, Walk a crooked mile

say nothing shut your mouth Out of time work it out You're leaving in a cruel world And your face is out of style Boogey man, magic word, Walk a crooked mile