Keep Us on the Road - Motörhead

We began at the beginning

Moving high and moving fast

Machine’s clean, so sweet and mean

Should have known it wouldn’t last

But when I took her clothes off

I thought she would explode

Dropped another handfull

Kept us on the road

The black things came from nowhere

But they couldn’t beat the shield

They flew across the highway

But we smashed them in the field

But when I made a suggestion

I thought she would explode

Dropped another handfull

Keep us on the road

It was round about the third day

I remember it so clear

We came across a black night

Naked, grinding fear

And that was all we left there

In concrete staring cold

Dropped another handfull

Keep us on the road