On the Road [Live] Motörhead

We began at the beginning
Moving high and moving fast
Machine's clean, so sweet and mean
Should have known it wouldn't last
But when I took her clothes off
I thought she would explode
Clutch another handful
Kept Us On The Road
The black things came from nowhere
But they couldn't beat the shield
They flew across the highway
But we smashed them in the field
But when I made a suggestion
I thought she would explode
Clutch another handful
Keep Us On The Road
It was round about the third day
I remember it so clear
We came across a black night
Naked, grinding fear
And that was all we left there
In concrete staring cold
Clutch another handful
Keep Us On The Road