Christmas time was coming the goose was getting fat
The parties were in full swing
no one could have thought that
The father of all mayhem, the leader of the pack
Wouldn't see the New Year in empty bottle of Jack

Did you hear the news?
We thought they'd lied
We could have wept we almost cried
With dignity and rebel pride
That was the night that Lemmy died

The lines were formed the piles were high
The volume up full and the brains were fried
The drinks were a flowing, the room was a swaying
The get ups were a going, we were in for a slaying

Did you hear the news?
We thought they'd lied
We could a wept we almost cried
With dignity and rebel pride
That was the night that Lemmy died

Then 2016 a real fucker of a year
Taking those people
And friends we held dear
The music had died
Swapped for a pretty face
Turning the world into a real shit place
A sad sad story of a competition winner
Getting in the way of a hard rocking sinner
All I ever wanted to do was sing
Now watch the world suffer at this vacuous thing

We need a Bomber
We need an Ace of Spades
We need the Road Crew
We need Motorhead

M. O. T. O. R. H. E. A. D
M. O. T. O. R. H. E. A. D
M. O. T. O. R. H. E. A. D
M. O. T. O. R. H. E. A. D
M. O. T. O. R. H. E. A. D
M. O. T. O. R. H. E. A. D
M. O. T. O. R. H. E. A. D
28th December 2015

L. E. M. M. Y. R. I. P