Motörhead "Terminal Show" lyrics

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Terminal Show

The golden eyed creature sits back on his throneGazing at us in despairSix hundred guests, humanity's bestAre wondering why they are thereAll roads lead here, all roads are burnedHave we digested the things we have learnedHave we a chance when the dead rise and danceHave we the time for the final romance

We better find out the name of the gameChance of a future frozen and grimOr of a quick death brought here on a whimWhy are we here does anyone knowWhy are we here at the terminal show

The blind king has secrets dark and moroseHe'd like it if we were like himAll the dark days spent in the mazeHave made a new man of himAll roads lead here, all roads are closedAre we quite certain of all that we knowAre we miscast or do we hold fastHave we the time for the final repast

We better find outThe name of the gameChance of a new world sunny and fineOr of a burning a branded designWhy are we here, we don't even knowWhy are we here at the terminal show

The red queen is sleeping, lost in a dreamShe wakes and she sleeps all aloneAll of her fears are crowded in hereLaughing they pick at her bonesAll roads lead here, none lead awayAre we quite certain we're here anywayHave we been wise or are we despisedHave we the time for our final demise

We better find outThe name of the gameChance of a lost world, rain and dismayPick up your belongings, we all have to payWhy are the vultures circling aboveWhy can't we fight for the right to our bloodWe are demented, everyone knowsMisrepresented, coming to blowsWhy are we here, we don't even knowWhy are we here at the terminal show

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