Claw.

He's goin' to have to make his own way home
I don't know what is he smiling for
He thinks you're gonna keep your promises

But he don't understand the power of the claw

Me walkin' up to you
And whisper in your eager ear
You whisper back to me
And he begins to see
He feels the claw is near
And so the ballet starts again
Exit stage left through the door
And we begin the horizontal dance
And he begins to know just what the claw is for.

                                                                                            - Motörhead.

- deux.