Texty: Motorhead. Another Perfect Day.

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
I know you've turned a trick or two
You pulled the deuce this time
Another perfect day

Golden boy
Take your chance
You're a clockwork toy
You're a dime a dance

The truth is only black and white
No shade of gray
It's easy answers babe
There is the hell to pay

You know it's just the same to you
Ain't nothing 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 baby, 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