(Don`t Let `Em) Grind Ya Down — текст песни (motorhead)

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