Overnight Sensation Live at University of East Anglia Norwich 18th October 1998 by Motrhead Lyrics
I know you're only talking to keep the silence out
Maybe you should listen and leave some room for doubt
You're just handing out bad reputations
Why don't you shut your mouth?
Overnight sensation
All mouth and no soul
The bad boys sold your franchise
And stole your rock 'n' roll
I know I ain't no beauty, but I know who I am
I ain't running for sheriff, I ain't that kind of man
To live outside the law, my dear
You gotta give a damn
Overnight sensation
You've been shot full of holes
The bad boys sold your franchise
And stole your rock 'n' roll
You know you put the hurt on me
You do it all the same
But guys ain't supposed to hurt at all
Our faces fit the frame
You know I'm only talking to keep you here with me
Maybe you should listеn, how hard could it be?
Good manners don't cost nothing
But that ain't what you want from me
Ovеrnight sensation
Turned your hard heart cold
The bad boys sold your franchise
Stole your rock 'n' roll
You're just looking for someone
To take your spirit home
The bad boys sold your franchise, baby
And stole your rock 'n' roll
Maybe you should listen and leave some room for doubt
You're just handing out bad reputations
Why don't you shut your mouth?
Overnight sensation
All mouth and no soul
The bad boys sold your franchise
And stole your rock 'n' roll
I know I ain't no beauty, but I know who I am
I ain't running for sheriff, I ain't that kind of man
To live outside the law, my dear
You gotta give a damn
Overnight sensation
You've been shot full of holes
The bad boys sold your franchise
And stole your rock 'n' roll
You know you put the hurt on me
You do it all the same
But guys ain't supposed to hurt at all
Our faces fit the frame
You know I'm only talking to keep you here with me
Maybe you should listеn, how hard could it be?
Good manners don't cost nothing
But that ain't what you want from me
Ovеrnight sensation
Turned your hard heart cold
The bad boys sold your franchise
Stole your rock 'n' roll
You're just looking for someone
To take your spirit home
The bad boys sold your franchise, baby
And stole your rock 'n' roll