Dogs (狗) - Motorhead (摩托党)
Written by：Peter Gill/Philip John Campbell/Michael Burston/Lemmy Kilmister (Ian Kilminster)
It's go down
Here we are in confusion
Could be it's all an illusion
Who knows the times to come
The years to face the race to run
We believe in the graven image
We believe in the fight to the finish
We desire the almighty dollar
The pound of flesh the golden collar
Lick the hand we leave our land for dog dog dog
Go it's baby
Here we are in the years
The blood the sweat and the tears
Have made us bondage slaves
In a world that we never made
Politicians lick your bones
Tacticians hearts of stone
They turn us against our brothers
They make us fight and kill each other
Locked in lust we put our trust in dogs
Wo
Oh yeah
Na na
Now here we are again
The dead still look the same
Who cares they're soon forgotten
Nobody gonna miss a corpse that's rotten
Fathers daughters brothers and sons
Have been taken by the chosen ones
Don't forget you made your choice
You made your mark you raised your voice
They're all the same and you're all to blame
They're all the same and you're all to blame
They're all the same and you're all to blame
You're dog dog dog
Dogs babe
Wowo
