Oh Lord, who art on high
Who has made the blades of gra**
And the little tiny things that creep therein
That hath made the cricked bats
Who has made hankies
And who has made
All things
Bless thou, these people from Motörhead
That they may so verily endow the people of this planet
With pleasure and enjoyment
That yea, they may verily increase fourfold
Their already large sums of loot
And enable them here in this life
To purchase maybe one other pair of trousers each
Oh Lord, thou who has seen the trouserless
And had compa**ion, look down upon them
Thank You