Текст песни No Class - Live at Le Mans, 3rd November 1979 - Motörhead

Shut up, you talk too loud
You don't fit in with the crowd
I can't believe you exist
I've crossed you right off my list

Too much, too soon
You're way out of tune

No class
No class

Way out, you're way out of line
No buddy, I can't spare a dime
Fade out, baby, that's right
No bark and even less bite

Your perfect smile
Betrays your lack of style

No class
No class
Aaah, no class
No class
No class

Too late, you can't catch up now
You face the wrong way anyhow
I know you ain't got the brain
To come in out of the rain

Too bad, no magic
I'm afraid you're really tragic

No class
Baby, no class
No class
Aaah, no class