Motörhead - Keys To The Kingdom

in the sky, in letters of fire, The names of the saints, the thieves and the liars, Came to the funeral, out of pure spite, All down to bad luck, The least we could do, the harder we tried, The better we lived, the sooner we died, Came to the goldmine, cold and alone, All down to bad luck, King of starvation, Vampire de Luxe, Keys To The Kingdom, we hate your guts, In the asylum, no one hears you call, And the Keys To The Kingdom are nothing at all, Nothing at all ... Motörhead Keys To The ...


















