UFO
I want you alone to tame a land, Ambassador. The hollow in your eyes makes me bad out on the tiles outside the wall. All that I need, so far away, is this love? Ordinary pain? It's gonna kill me. The painter, out in the street,
I did this with the Motörhead on my iPod about 2 years ago:
When playing blackjack, I realised I was holding the ACE OF SPADES. So I told the dealer to FIRE FIRE. However, I was distracted by a pice of JAILBAIT, who promised to LOVE ME LIKE A REPTILE. We started to DANCE. She was pissing me off, so I decided to SHOOT HER (YOU) IN THE BACK. But in the end I decided that I should BITE THE BULLET, because THE CHASE IS BETTER THAN THE CATCH. I remembered that I LIVE TO WIN, and looked for a girl who was more FAST AND LOOSE to use THE HAMMER on. Unfortunatley, WE ARE THE ROADCREW, so I had to leave before anyone found out, because DEAD MEN TELL NO TALES. Back at the hotel I saw a LAWMAN, and dedcided to take SWEET REVENGE. I hired a SHARPSHOOTER, who used a POISONed bullet to make sure he stays STONE DEAD FOREVER. Holding ALL THE ACES, I decided to STEP DOWN before I lost out and just became a TALKING HEAD. I joined the RAF as a BOMBER pilot. But I was a bit of a SUCKER and had a ONE NIGHT STAND with THE DEVIL I KNOW. So I pulled the TRIGGER, found UNDER THE GUN, killing it with the famous last words "GOD WAS NEVER ON YOUR SIDE". All along though, I had been LIVING IN THE PAST without CHRISTINE. So I grabbed the SWORD OF GLORY and told her to BE MY BABY. We retired to the KINGDOM OF THE WORM, but sadly I was coming down with a bad case of WHIPLASH. I decided to STAY CLEAN to help it heal. Soon I was better, and found myself riding through METROPOLIS on an IRON HORSE. I came across a punk who had NO CLASS, so I OVERKILLed him. Turns out he was a CAPRICORN. After this I turned to drugs, becoming a MOTORHEAD. I was arrested, but let out ON PAROLE several times. My wife was bored in bed, so I bought a VIBRATOR to help. But I was BORN TO LOSE, and ended up kicked out onto the street with the CITY KIDS. What FOOLS we were. Luckily THE WATCHER helped us in LEAVING HERE to find LOST JOHNNY, THE ONE TO SING THE BLUES. We didn't find him and now I'M SO SAD BABY I DON'T CARE. Right about now I realised there's NO VOICES IN THE SKY, and started GOING TO BRAZIL to have some fun. In Rio, the NIGHTMARE turned into DREAMTIME, when I found a women who'd LOVE ME FOREVER, and we moved to ANGEL CITY. I asked her to MAKE MY DAY, so she played some RAMONES. I built a time machine, and went back in time, but went too far, and before I could SHUT IT(YOU) DOWN, I was in 1916. Where I was killed.
