Besedila: Motörhead. Motörhead Today. Them Not Me.

Did you see the accident, the road is red with blood
Funny how it makes you feel really, really good
It was them, it wasn't me
It was them, it wasn't me
Exactly like I knew it would

I can't help it every time anybody dies
I can't help it if it brings a sparkle to my eyes
It was them, it wasn't me
It was them, it wasn't me
[Incomprehensible] surprise

Them not me, them not me
I can still be, I can still be free
Them not me, them not me
Over and over and over

Streets are like a slaughterhouse, turn right on the red
Here come pedestrians, night of living dead
It was them, it wasn't me
It was them, it wasn't me
Guess they should have stood in bed

Them not me, them not me
I can still be, I can still be free
Them not me, them not me
Over and over and over and over

Alive not dead
Alive not dead

Alive not dead
Alive not dead
Alive not dead
Alive not dead

When I see those flashing lights and hear the siren moan
See the smile on my face, I grab my mobile phone
It was them, it wasn't me
It was them, it wasn't me
Murder in the twilight zone

Them not me, them not me
I can still be, I can still be free
Them not me, them not me
Over and over and over

Them not me, them not me
I can still be, I can still be free
Them not me, them not me
Over and over and over

Them not me