Motörhead - Dancing on Your Grave

Lyrics

I know you thought you were a real operator,

But I don't know why,

All you had was a bankroll babe,

And a glint in your eye,

I'm high steppin' like an Indian brave,

I'm the one dancing on your grave

You know I'm a killer babe,

Here's late news for you,

You couldn't buy me with a million, babe,

I'm too good for you,

I know you think I'm a real rough trade,

Now I'm the one dancing on your grave

One time you was a real high-stepper,

On the high trapeze,

But you know you ran out of money,

Wound up on your knees,

I'm the one you never made,

Now I'm the one dancing on your grave