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Gilby Clarke - The Hell`s Angels

The Hell's Angels I beg your heart of chrome And it really don't matter You're the dog and you`re the bone And it really don't matter Are you the muscle on the machine And it really don't matter Anonymous ain't so easy And it really don't matter I'm the devil in the big red machine, Tell the Hell's Angels All born to lose, but built for speed Tell the Hell's Angels, the Hell's Angels The time you stole was borrowed And it really don't matter The road you chose was narrow And it really don't mater I'm the devil in the big red machine Tell the Hell's Angels All born to lose, but built for speed Tell the Hell's Angels, the Hell's Angels The Hell's Angels Begging for tomorrow, living for today Never getting out, buried yesterday Oh I'm the devil in the big red machine Tell the Hell's Angels All born to lose, no misery Tell the Hell's Angels, the Hell's Angels The Hell's Angels, the Hell's Angels The Hell's Angels

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