Motörhead

Motörhead - (Wearing Your) Heart On Your Sleeve lyrics

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Clock is still ticking

Why don't you listen?

Ain't got the time that you had yesterday

Can't be so blind, way out of line

Thinking the world wants to ehar what you say

Nobody ever knows why

Nobody ever knows who

Nobody sees that we're all on our knees

Looking for reasons to do what we do

Hey, what the hell

Get out of your shell

Time to get back to when truth was all true

Get me some danger

Get me a stranger

Time to be counted and pay up my dues

Stand or fall

Get ourselves soemthing that we can believe

Fight or crawl

Use what you find in yourself to succeed

Stand or fall

Wearing your heart on your sleeve

Politics suck, you'll be shit out of luck

If you ever mess with the methods they use

No way to doubt, three strikes you're out

You against them, it's your freedom you lose...

Nobody questions the law

Nobody questions the man

Nobody cares 'cos nobody knows where

We go to so we can kick out the jams

Hey what the hell

You know yourself well

Get back to your honor and pride

Time for some slamming

Time for some jamming

Take us away from the snare of their lies



Stand or fall

Get ourselves soemthing that we can believe

Fight or crawl

Use what you find in yourself to succeed

Stand or fall

Wearing your heart on your sleeve



W're on the run, we're under the gun

Sneaking and hiding, away from the sun

Breaking the law, don't know what for

Our generation is made up of whores



Get out of town, get out of jail

Nobody here gonna make us our bail

Don't really care that my life isn't fair

Hard on your head in the electric chair

Out of your mind, deaf, dumb and blind

Don't know how people can be so unkind

Grown up too soon, grown up too soon

Too many wolves looking up at the moon



Way too clean, too fucking healthy, you know what I mean

Way too rich, every executive son of a bitch

Way too mean, they're all to eager to feed the machine

Way too smart, gonna come down and break all of our hearts

Way too slick - way they schmooze, like to making me sick

Time to leave, wearing your heart on your sleeve

Wearing your heart on your sleeve
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