Motorhead - (Don't Let 'Em) Grind Ya Down lyrics

People gonna make ya wonder if you're right

Keep ya wide awake and worried late at night

Why don't ya tell'em to beat it

Why don't ya tell'em to eat it

Just a bunch of clowns

Don't let'em grind ya down

Sons of bitches, crocodile tears in their eyes

We scare'em shitless just by showin' up alive

Why don't you tell'em to shove it

They might as well love it

Give you runaround

Don't let'em grind ya down

Evil bastards ain't got nothin' else to do

Make your life a misery and put you off your food

Don't you dare to go under

Don't let'em steal your thunder

Listen to the sound

Well let'em grind that down