All right, all right I hope you son of bitches see the light You again, you again I know you've got a mental age of ten Listen up, listen up I wouldn't swap you for a thousand bucks Come on, you're the one I think I'm going to switch your lazer on
[Chorus] I've got the medicine you need I've got the power, I've got the speed I'll find out how to stop your clock We sure ain't talking Doctor Spock Hear me talking, Doctor Rock.
Lay down, turn around Here come the sister gonna strip you down Shut up, breathe in Lets have the address of your next of kin Chin up, shoulders back You've got a body like a Marshall stack Keep still, take your pill Or I'm gonna make you really ill.
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Next please, next please Try to separate those cowardly knees X-ray, you've gotta pay The only chance you've ever got of getting away Here we are, what's the scar I don't like anything I've seen so far Pay me, pay me I ain't no doctor of philosophy
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Compositores: Ian Fraser Kilmister (Lemmy) (PRS), Michael Richard Burston (Burston Michael Ian Richard) (PRS), Peter Francis Michael Gill (Saxon) (PRS), Philip Anthony Campbell (PRS)Editores: In Place Of Strife Music (PRS), Motor Music Ltd (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #1044904 em 11/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM