Motorhead is kinda like you   Nobody really likes them but they say that they do      This ego is morbidly obese   It makes it hard to keep the peace and quiet      You can cover you ears and hum to try and blend it, but the palms of your hands are transparent   There is more to this than you can hear at this moment   Just hang up and try again later   Give it a few years      Analogies don't come quick for those who need them   I left the “ly” on purpose      Leave me alone      I could use some more convincing   Jumping jacks, a tall shot of jack   I'm ready, Go ahead      Does it hurt to grow that fast? I've got some extra pity if you'd ask      You can cover you ears and hum to try and blend it, but the palms of your hands are transparent   There is more to this than you can hear at this moment   Just hang up and try again later   Give it a few years      You can cover you ears and hum to try and blend it, but the palms of your hands are transparent   There is more to this than you can hear at this moment   Just hang up and try again later   Give it a few years      Give it a few years