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Motörhead
Motörhead


Background information
Origin London, England
Genre(s) Heavy Metal
Speed Metal
Rock'n'Roll
Years active 1975—present
Label(s) Epic Records
Sanctuary Records
SPV GmbH
Associated acts Ozzy Osbourne
Hawkwind
The Head Cat
Girlschool
The Damned
Headgirl
Thin Lizzy
Persian Risk
Fastway
Corrosion of Conformity
King Diamond
Website Website
Members
Ian "Lemmy" Kilmister
Phil Campbell
Mikkey Dee
Former members
Lucas Fox
Larry Wallis
Eddie Clarke
Brian Robertson
Würzel
Pete Gill
Phil Taylor
Matt Sorum



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Motörhead Lyrics

"Red Raw" lyrics


Monster in the moonlight, devils in his head
How can they shout so loud?
Tonight is his to take nobody knows his face
Something he will not allow
Unseen, wet dream, steel claw
Moonshine, carmine, red raw

Horror in the starlight, faces in the rain
Killer want to fall in love
Worms in his mind, ravenous and blind
Now he starts to feel good.

All blood is his to drink
He takes his fill and more
Face and hands all red
Drown in sweet, sweet gore
Joy is his tonight
He bathes in red delight
And all he wants to do
Is more and more and more

Terror without pity, fever in his mind
Death, confusion, love and blood
Looking for a perfect one, seek and ye shall find
Crazy and he feels good
Unseen, wet dream, sharp claw
Moonshine, carmine, red raw.

Monster in the gaslight, shivers in the cold
Looking for a bad girl
Whimpering and mad, but he ain't feeling bad
Crazy in his own world

All blood is his to drink
He takes his fill and more
Face and hands all red
Drown in sweet, sweet gore
Joy is his tonight
He bathes in red delight
And all he wants to do
Is more and more and more

Horror in the shadows, red and white and dead
Rain is falling in her hair
Now what he loves best., head down to the wounds
Face a scarlet nightmare
Unseen, wet dream, skin crawl
Blade shine, carmine, red raw.

Outrage in the twilight, women run and scream
Killer's gone a long time
Red mouth turning grim, see the shape he's in
This is what he's born for

All blood is his to drink
He takes his fill and more
Face and hands all red
Drown in sweet, sweet gore
Joy is his tonight
He bathes in red delight
And all he wants to do
Is more and more and more

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