Motörhead One More Fucking Time

One More Fucking Time Motörhead All life is a mystery All things come to he who waits All things just a twist of fate It s just a state of mind All your time is not your own It s real hard to find out why It s real hard to say goodbye To move on down the line Both your eyes wide open, you see the shape I m in It wasn t of my choosing, it s only bones and skin And I will plead no contest if loving you s a crime So go on and find me guilty, just one more fucking time All your life is in your head All your dreams are in your sleep And if your dreams are hid too deep They re just a waste of time When you try to chase the dream You never seem to know the time You never recognize the signs And nothing s what it seems Both your eyes wide open, you see the shape I m in It wasn t of my choosing, it s only bones and skin And I will plead no contest if loving you s a crime So