Iron Horse / Born To Lose de Motörhead

He rides a road, that don´t have no end
An open highway, without any bends
Tramp and his stallion, alone in a dream
Proud in his colours, as the chromium gleams
On Iron Horse he flies, on Iron Horse he gladly dies
Iron Horse his wife, Iron Horse his life

He lives his life, he´s living it fast
Don't try to hide, when the dice have been cast
He rides a whirlwind, that cuts to the bone
Loaded forever, and ferousciously stoned
On Iron Horse he flies, on Iron Horse he gladly dies
Iron Horse his wife, Iron Horse his life

Yeah, slide it to me!

One day one day, they´ll go for the sun
Together they´ll fly, on the eternal run
Wasted forever, on speed bikes and booze
Yeah, us and the brothers, we're all born to lose
On Iron Horse he flies, on Iron Horse he gladly dies
Iron Horse his wife, Iron Horse his life
Iron Horse his life, Iron Horse his wife
Iron Horse his wife, Iron Horse his life