motorhead - back on the chain



don't be bitchin' honey,
'cos you're holding all the money,
and now we're outlaws, running scared,
and i don't think it's funny,
keep your foot on the gas now baby,
don't you let 'em in,
'cos we just thieves and i don't need,
to be back on that chain again.

don't you be complaining,
'cos you're gonna do my brain in,
we just trying to cop a feel,
and i think the cops are gaining,
got that petal to the metal baby,
don't you let 'em win,
'cos we just thieves, and i don't need,
to be back on that chain again.

don't shoot me down, i ain't no violent man,
don't put a .45 in my hand,
i ain't gonna do no time,
i know i've been a fool,
but please don't send me down,
i don't want to spend my life locked up,
without no women around.

now we're back on the street,
in love with every whore i meet,
'cos money walks and money talks,
and i can hardly keep my feet,
keep lookin' over your shoulder baby,
in case they zero in,
'cos we just thieves and i don't need,
to be back on that chain again.

police don't shoot me down,
i don't want to die in the dust,
i can't make the scene where i die like a dog with the crowd looking on in disgust,
we're just kids with guns,
american as apple pie,
so don't you put that hurt on me,
i ain't gonna do no time,
we were just running scared,
everybody but us knew the game,
we never had no reason to kill,
but those people are dead just the same.