Motorhead - R.A.M.O.N.E.S. | Текст песни

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• Motorhead
• R.A.M.O.N.E.S.

New York City, N.Y.C.
Pretty mean when it wants to be
Black leather, knee-hole pants
Can't play no highschool dance
Fuzz tone, hear 'em go,
Hear 'em on the radio

Misfits, twilight zone
R-A-M-O-N-E-S, R-A-M-O-N-E-S
RAMONES!

Bad boy rock, bad boy roll
Gabba gabba see them go
C. Jay, now, hit the gas
Mark takes it up the ass
Go, Johnny, go, go, go
Go Tommy, o-way-o

Misfits, twilight zone
R-A-M-O-N-E-S, R-A-M-O-N-E-S
RAMONES!

Bad boy then, bad boy now
Good buddy, mau, mau, mau
Keep it up, rock 'n' roll
Good music, save your soul
Dee Dee, he left home
Joey calls me on the phone

Misfits, twilight zone
R-A-M-O-N-E-S, R-A-M-O-N-E-S
RAMONES!