Lyrics to Calling the Kettle

Motorhead is kind like you

Nobody really likes them but they say that they do



This ego is morbidly obese

It makes it hard to keep the peace and quiet



You can cover you ears and hum to try and blend it, but

the palms of your hands are transparent

There is more to this than you can hear at this moment

Just hang up and try again later

Give it a few years



Analogies don't come quick for those who need them

I left the "ly" on purpose



Leave me alone



I could use some more convincing

Jumping jacks, a tall shot of jack

I'm ready, Go ahead



Does it hurt to grow that fast? I've got some extra

pity if you'd ask



You can cover you ears and hum to try and blend it, but

the palms of your hands are transparent

There is more to this than you can hear at this moment

Just hang up and try again later

Give it a few years



You can cover you ears and hum to try and blend it, but

the palms of your hands are transparent

There is more to this than you can hear at this moment

Just hang up and try again later

Give it a few years



Give it a few years