"SPIRITS BLAST MOTORHEAD" lyrics

Bring back rock'n'roll

I can't stop workin'
So I don't feel worthless
In the well I'm sinking
What the hell's my purpose

Spiritual life
Spiritual life
Spiritual life
Cradle of might
Cradle of might
Cradle of might

Spiritual life
Spiritual life
Spiritual life
Cradle of might
Cradle of might
Cradle of might

Came from the blackest of mass
Soul left to rot in the grass
Plague from like hundreds of rats
Swallows my future my past
Army of crows as my troops
Marching trough land in my boots
Hiding my face like them crooks
Vicious my habits my looks
Ride the best, fuck the rest
Motorhead on my chest
Black boots stompin' grass
Chrome belt on my waist
Bottle's empty, broke chains
Vodka drowning old pains
Blood floods then blood drains
Break my skull, I'll scrub brains
Ride the hearse, ride the lead
Black tint on the whip
Cold steel on my drip
Swagged out from the crypt
Dragon norse Zakk Wylde
Evil chords played right
Makes me wanna start a riot
Black label all night

Sit back and watch me glo
Bring back the rock n roll
Headbang than do some blow
Fuck up the stage hardcore
Motorhead flex like Lemmy
Overkill blasts so heavy
Fuck all your trends I'm steady
Leather vest patched already

Spiritual life
Spiritual life
Spiritual life
Cradle of might
Cradle of might
Cradle of might

Spiritual life
Spiritual life
Spiritual life
Cradle of might
Cradle of might
Cradle of might

Drown in the river of shame
Bury the thoughts in my brain
Fighting the ghosts that remain
Hate myself more than my name
Can I stop losing my grace
God help me, save me from waste
Memories I want replaced
Don't leave me broken, disgraced