Instrumenty
Ensembles
Opera
Kompozytorzy
Wykonawcy

Teksty: Motorhead. We Are Motorhead.

We shoot power to your heart
A mighty thunderbolt
We charge all batteries
We save your soul

We don't know when we're licked
But we turn lead into gold
We know alchemy
We bring you rock and roll

We are the ones you love
Or we're the ones you hate
We are the ones who are
Way early or too late

We are the first
And we just still might be the last
We are Motorhead
Born to kick your ass

We bring the firestorm
To brighten up your life
We mend all broken hearts
We cure all pain

We bring you attitude
And razor teeth to bite
We bring machine gun law
And we're the ones to blame

We are the ones you need
The ones that you despise
We are the ones
Who wanna poke you in the eye

We are the future, baby
Used to be the past
We are Motorhead
And we don't have no class

We bring you UFOs
Saucers in the sky
We shoot you full of noise
We aim to kill

We burn like motherfuckers
Spit right in your eye
We fight authority
We glorify free will

We are the ones you heard of
But you never heard
We are electric prophets
Here to twist the world

We are the flame at night
The fire in the trash
We are Motorhead
We are Motorhead

We are Motorhead
We are Motorhead
We are Motorhead
We are Motorhead