Come down off your high horse
Who do you think you are
Just a clown in a one horse town
In a broke down second-hand car
Can you still get it up
Or are we pushing too hard
If you wanna get your hands on a beautiful girl
You gotta use a Mastercard

There's no excuse for bullshit
So don't try to feed me none
You better shake some action
Bring it on, bring it on
You don't like the way we speak
You don't like it when you lose
Shouldn't be sad, don't get mad
Or we gonna teach you how to sing the blues

Get on your horse and ride
Where shall we go today
Let's go to a place I know
Where the speed freaks babble all day
Or are you gonna be mean
If you ever speak to a beautiful girl
She'll laugh you right out of your jeans

There's no reason we should listen
Why do you talk so much
You better bite your finger
Bring it up, bring it up
You don't like the way we fight
You don't have a fucking clue
You won't be great, but don't be late
Or we gonna teach you how to sing the blues

There's nothing out here for you
Why did you wait so long
You better shake your moneymaker

Bring it on, bring it on
You don't like the way we laugh
At you and your retro shoes
Don't be a heel, or an imbecile
Or we gonna teach you how to sing the blues
You ain't gonna be no hero
'Cos you ain't got nothin' to lose
So move it out and shut your mouth
Or we gonna teach you how to sing the blues
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Teach You How To Sing The Blues Lyrics

Motorhead – Teach You How To Sing The Blues Lyrics

Songwriters: Kilmister, Ian Fraser / Campbell, Philip Anthony / Delaoglou, Micael Kiriakos
Teach You How To Sing The Blues lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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