Another Perfect Day - Motörhead

Out to lunch, speak your piece

Good and drunk, back on the street

What you see is what you get

No matter what you say

No time for anything to take the pain away

You sure ain’t the chosen few

You sure turned trick or two

You pulled the deuce this time

Another perfect day

Golden boy, take a chance

You’re a clockwork toy, you’re a dime a dance

The truth is only black and white

No shade of grey

It’s easy answers babe

But it’s the hell to pay

You know it’s just the same for you

Ain’t nothin’you can do No chance to change it now

Another perfect day

Total war, blow your stack

Say no more, you know you can’t go back

You’re acting dumb babe, you don’t know

The places you can go You know you tell the truth in a different way

No court of law would find for you

No matter what you do Could be the perfect crime

Another perfect day