motorhead
waiting for the snake
I don’t know what I like; I don’t know what I am, Don’t know where I’m going and I don’t give a damn I say the world is crazy, know there’s no one to save me, I know a few things baby; I know we’re in a jam. Black hole in the sun, I don’t like the way we always run, And if your eyes are closed I better stay awake You sleep like an angel baby, but I know you’re truly crazy, And I think that we’ve grown lazy, waiting for the snake. You are a mystery, you are a bitch to me, you don’t see why I stay why I don’t turn and run You think your life is good, but you’re a babe out in the wood, Do what you think you should, sleeping with the gun. Black cloud on the moon, feels like the rain is coming soon, The way I feel tonight, you’ll never see me break You live in constant sorrow, and I refuse to follow, We might not see tomorrow waiting for the snake. I think you know the score, i don’t know what we’re waiting for, Hiding behind the door, don’t get us any place. I know that you believe, and so before the freeze, before we feel the squeeze, before the monster wakes. Black Death in the room, you sing a different tune, and it will bring your doom, the city starts to shake I see the world is dying, you know I sure aint lying, I see you pale and crying, waiting for the snake.