Wearing Your Heart On Your Sleeve chords and lyrics - MOTÖRHEAD

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[Verse 1]
[C5]Cloc[Eb5]k is still ticking,
why don't you listen?
Ain't got the time that
you had yesterday
Can't be so blind, way out of line
Thinking the world wants to

[Verse 2]
hear what you say
[C5]Nobody ever knows why
Nobody ever knows who
Nobody sees that we're
all on our knees

[Verse 3]
Looking for reasons to do what we do
[Eb5]Hey, what the hell? Get out of your shell
Time to get back to when
truth was all true
[C5]Get me some danger, get me a stranger
Time to be counted and pay up my dues

[Verse 4]
Stand or fall
[C5]Get ourselves something
that we can believe
Fight or crawl
[C5]Use what you find in
yourself to succeed
Stand or fall
[C5]Wearing your heart on your sleeve

[Verse 5]
[Eb5]Politics suck, you'll be shit out of luck
If you ever mess with the methods they use
No way to doubt, three strikes you're out
You against them,
it's your freedom you lose

[Verse 6]
[C5]Nobody questions the law
Nobody questions the man
Nobody cares 'cause
nobody knows where

[Verse 7]
We go to so we can kick out the jams
[Eb5]Hey, what the hell? You know yourself well
Get back to your honour and pride
[C5]Time for some slamming,
time for some jamming
Take us away from the snare of their lies
Stand [C]or

[Verse 8]
fall
[C5]Get ourselves something
that we can believe
Fight or crawl
[C5]Use what you find in
yourself to succeed
Stand [C]or fall
[C5]Wearing your heart on your sleeve

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[C5]
[Eb5]We're on the

[Verse 9]
[Eb5]run,
we're under the gun
Sneaking and hiding,
away from the sun
Breaking the law, don't know what for

[Verse 10]
Our generation is made up of whores
[C5]Get out of town, get out of jail
Nobody here gonna make us our bail
Don't really care that my life isn't fair
Hard on your head in the electric [Eb5]chair

[Verse 11]
Out of your mind, deaf, dumb and blind
Don't know how people
can be so unkind
[C5]Grown up too soon, grown up too soon
Too many wolves looking up at the moon
Way [G]too

[Verse 12]
clean
[C5]Too fucking healthy,
you know what I mean
Way too rich
[C5]Every executive son of a bitch
Way too mean
They're [C5]all way too eager
to feed the machine
Way too smart
[C5]Gonna come down and
break all of our hearts
Way too slick
Way they schmooze, like
to making me sick
Time to leave
Wearing your heart on your sleeve
Wearing your heart on your sleeve