1981] Motörhead

[Spoken Intro]
This one here
Is dedicated to people like him, only smaller
Come on, out here
This is Mick
Hello
Apparently...
Apparently somebody called John Ellison has scratched one of our trucks
His name in the door with a nail
And I, if John Ellison would like to go and wait by the truck
We'll tell him more about what he's won, alright?
Probably a broken neck
And now, the loudest voice in any road crew at enormous expense anywhere in the world, GR
Come on, Newcastlе
Let's hear it for the road crеw
Oh, they are the best in the world
And I defiantly fucking dare to say otherwise, yeah, hey
And this is dedicated to a fine buddy of men
It's called "We Are the Road Crew"

[Verse 1]
Another town, another place
Another girl, another face
Another truce, another race
I'm eating junk, feeling bad
Another night, I'm going mad
My woman's leaving, I feel sad
But I just love the life I lead
Another beer is what I need
Another gig, my ears bleed

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