I don't know who you are I don't know your name But if you want to live You better learn the game Don't know why you're here Ain't seen your face so far If you don't want to fail You better hide your scars
Make a poor man cry The way you run your life Make a poor man laugh The way you run your wife
Time you hit the road Better be on your way Don't scream, don't shout Three strikes and you'll be out It's a shame I know No chance to see the show Fear the man, kill the snitch Just remember life's a bitch
I don't know what you've got I don't know your mom But if you like your life Then don't act dumb I don't know where you go And I sure don't care If you don't want to starve You better get your share
Make a grown man sick The way you run your mouth Make a grown man shake The way you're running out
Time to hit the skids Better be on your way Don't shout, don't scream Three strikes and they be mean A shame you're right No chance to see the fight Be a man, fix the glitch Just remember life's a bitch
I don't know what you see I don't know the score But if you don't like blood You better close the door I don't know how you think Don't want to hear your tale And if you talk too much You're going to land in jail
Make a tall man short To see you act this way Make a short man puke The way you waste the day
Time to go to Hell Better be on your way Don't moan, don't pout Three strikes takes your ass out Oh no, bad news No chance to shine your shoes Fear the sky, eat the rich Just remember life's a bitch
Lyrics: Lemmy Kilmister Music: Lemmy Kilmister, Phil Campbel, Mikkey Dee