Teach You How to Sing the Blues

Come down off your high horse Who do you think you are? Just a clown in a one horse town In a broke down second-hand car Can you still get it up Or are we pushing too hard? If you wanna get your hands on a beautiful girl You gotta use a Mastercard There's no excuse for bullshit So don't try to feed me none You better shake some action Bring it on, bring it on You don't like the way we speak You don't like it when you lose You shouldn't be sad, don't get mad Or we gonna teach you how to sing the blues Get on your horse and ride Where shall we go today? Let's go to a place I know Where the speed freaks babble all day Can you still talk dirty Or are you gonna be mean? If you ever speak to a beautiful girl She'll laugh you right out of your jeans There's no reason we should listen Why do you talk so much? You better bite your finger Bring it up, bring it up You don't like the way we fight You don't have a fucking clue You won't be great, but don't be late Or we're gonna teach you how to sing the blues There's nothing out here for you Why did you wait so long? You better shake your moneymaker Bring it on, bring it on You don't like the way we laugh At you and your retro shoes Don't be a heel, or an imbecile Or we gonna teach you how to sing the blues You ain't gonna be no hero 'Cos you ain't got nothin' to lose So move it out and shut your mouth Or we're gonna teach you how to sing the blues Teach you how to sing the blues --- Teach You How to Sing the Blues - Motörhead