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 f*cker of a year
Taking the people and friends we held dear
The music had died, swapped for a pretty face
Turning the world into a real shit place
Sad, sad story of a competition winner
Getting in the way of a hard rocking sinner
All I ever wanted to do was sing
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