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Listen woman you needn't look so stupid when I call your name out loud Cause everybody thinks you're a sweet smelling girl with intelligence and you know how I wouldn't want anyone else to know About the way you really are You're just a rock and roll queen You know what I mean And I'm just a rock and roll star Listen woman you needn't go to bed with everybody that you meet Cause everybody thinks you're a sweet little girl with intelligence in your feet I wouldn't want anyone else to know About the way you really are You're just a rock and roll queen You know what I mean And I'm just a rock and roll star Alright! You're just a rock and roll queen You know what I mean And I'm just a rock and roll star (fade |
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A mountain train's coming down the track She ain't wasting time She's carrying me cause I'm going back Right to the Delaware line She knows well I ain't been anywhere Because I crawl back every time to her Walkin' with a mountain Walkin' with a mountain Troubles and tears I'll take it in years I left so many behind I may be a train rearranged Who knows what I'll find But everything's better in my life I know I can face any grades that I'm on Walkin' with a mountain Walkin' with a mountain (alright) (hey hey hey) (oh) I'm walkin' with a mountain Walkin' with a mountain When she talks to me I know she sees Where I'm heading to She sits winks takes it all in Just admires the view And if I had a choice in life I'd take that mountain for my wife I'm walkin' with a mountain Walkin' with a mountain Walkin' with a mountain Walkin' with a mountain Walkin' with a mountain Walkin' with a mountain Walkin' with a mountain Walkin' with a mountain Jumping Jack Flash it's a gas Jumping Jack Flash it's a gas Jumping Jack Flash it's a gas Jumping Jack Flash it's a gas Jumping Jack Flash it's a gas Jumping Jack Flash it's a gas |
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I followed the night till the morning sunlight And I thought of the changing times And I followed the child with the evergreen smile And the blue broken tears start to cry Blue broken tears hide away the years Misty highway seems colder today And I saw a Waterlow where the evergreen grows And the wise man knows why he crys And I heard a child call me away from this all And the blue broken tears start to rise Blue broken tears ain't nobody here Lost in the sun my only young one Blue broken tears our love disappears The evergreen dies drowned in my eyes |
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Oh angeline, i love you, your mouth is like a sting And when i close my eyes each night, i often hear you sing Imagination's hidden book, you wrote it on the wing And when i vowed to comfort you, well you swallowed everything Angeline, oh my angeline My sweet angeline - you have rendered me unseen I would cry a million smiles for my indian city queen Well your body it is broken in so many different ways And when i stoop to find your head, well it disappeared in haze. Your blood flows like the finest juice - the kiss of burgundy And where it comes from no one knows, but where it's going i can't see Angeline, oh my angeline My sweet angeline - (y'know) you have rendered me unseen I would cry a million smiles for my indian city queen Angeline, oh my angeline You little angeline - you have rendered me unseen I would cry a million smiles for my indian city queen And your crystal-coloured cardboard bins - attack me from the paint And i think that i am getting lost among the swollen states Oh rescue me or bury me, for i care not what you do There is just one thing that i want to say am i really you Angeline, oh my angeline My sweet angeline - you have rendered me unseen I would cry a million smiles for my indian city queen |
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Well, Billy rapped all night about his suicide, how he'd kick it in the head when he was twenty-five, speed jive, don't want to stay alive when you're twenty-five. and Freddie's got spots from ripping off the stars from his face, And Wendy's stealing clothes from Marks and Sparks funky little boat race. The television man is crazy saying we're juvenile deliquent wrecks, oh man, I need TV when I got T Rex oh brother you guessed All the young dudes (Hey dudes!), carry the news (Where are ya?), I'm a dude dad. boogaloo dudes (Stand up, come on!), All the young dudes (I want to hear you.), carry the news. carry the news (I want to see you.), boogaloo dudes (I want to talk to you - all of you.), carry the news. Now Lucy looks sweet cause he dresses like a queen but he can kick like a mule - it's a real mean team but we can love, oh yes - we can love. And my brother's back at home with his Beatles and his Stones, we never got it off on that revolution stuff, what a drag - too many snags. Now I've drunk a lot of wine and I'm feeling fine, I've got to race some cat to bed, is that concrete all around, or is it in my head, yeah, All the young dudes (Hey dudes!), I'm a dude dad. carry the news (Where are ya?), All the young dudes (I want to hear ya.), boogaloo dudes (Stand up!), Carry the news carry the news (I want to see you.), boogaloo dudes (I want to relate to you.), carry the news. carry the news (Let's hear the news - come on!), All the young dudes (C'mon dudes!), boogaloo dudes (I want to kick you), carry the news. carry the news (I want you.), All the young dudes (Hey you there - you with the glasses!), carry the news (Are you all his friends?). boogaloo dudes (I want you in the front!), All the young dudes (Will you bring him down, 'cause I want him!), carry the news carry the news (There you go!). boogaloo dudes (I want him right here, bring him come on - bring him!), boogaloo dudes (How do you feel?), All the young dudes (I've wanted to do this for years!), carry the news (Sick!).carry the news (There you go!), |
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Momma's little jewel just out of school fresh from the nuns that made you Don't know why but I'm going to try to re-in-celibate you Momma's little jewel you got the rules but I'll be the one to educate you Take what's mine take a little time and don't bite the hand that makes you True when I hold you near well I'm Caught even when I'm on the road well I'm Wearing my scorpio faces when I Come in the midnight sun What you want I can't buy so why don't you try it my way What you look for ain't in the book but I'm going to show you someday Laugh in the evening when I Catch you with my [w...?] when I Wearing my scorpio faces when I Come in the midnight sun You won't rise you won't shine you won't even try boys You've got brains if you love changes you'll have to play with my toys Momma's little jewel such a little fool thinks she can learn all the answers She don't want to feel she just want to steal don't want to take any chances True when I hold you near well I'm Caught even when I'm on the road when I'm Wearing my scorpio faces when I Come in the midnight sun when I Laugh in the evening when I Catch you with my watering gun when I Wearing my scorpio faces when I Come in the midnight sun when I Come in the midnight sun when I Come in the midnight sun when I Come in the midnight sun when I Come in the midnight sun when I |
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Know that I grow my hair just to scare the teacher My goodness gracious me ain't little Johnny a creature And I lost count of the times when I never bathed I'm one of the boys One of the boys I don't say much but I make a big noise And it's growing alright its growing I borrowed Gypsy's Gibson just to show them And now I'm a rock and roll star I don't want to know them If they want a stray they better go out a grow one I'm one of the boys One of the boys I'm only human so I ain't got much choice And I know it yeah I know it Alright! Hit it come on! I'm just one of the boys One of the boys I don't say much but I make a big noise And it's growing yeah its growing I'm one of the boys One of the boys I'm only human so I ain't got much choice And I know it yes I know it One of the boys I'm just one of the boys One of the boys I'm just one of the boys One of the boys I'm just one of the boys One of the boys I'm just one of the boys Lets go! Alright! Just just just just just (fade) |
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Hi there your friendly neighbourhood sadist want to take you for a ride Come on tell me 'bout the nights that I make you cry Two tiny purple hands crawling out across the floor All I could hear was a voice 'give me more more more' My baby call me when she want a tale My baby call me when she want a tale My baby call me when she want a tale She knows its right in her heart I never fail She's a sucker God help the woman who's late for work I get a green light flashing red Like a superstar [brass town?] queen who's crown I bled Now I just ran out of aspirin for an aching head So I guess I'll have to do it just one more time instead My baby call me when she want a tale My baby call me when she want a tale My baby call me when she want a tale She knows its right in her heart I never fail She's a sucker Good games play games no names well that's alright if you can stand the pain You can smoke my cigar all night through the link in your chain Stand up baby its time to go Well look what's here maybe if we do it slow My baby call me when she want a tale My baby call me when she want a tale My baby call me when she want a tale My baby call me when she want a tale My baby call me when she want a tale My baby call me when she want a tale (fade) |
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Standing on the corner Suitcase in my hand Jack is in his corset and Jane is in her vest And me I'm in a rock and roll band Riding in a Stutz Bearcat Jim Those were different times And the poets studied rules of verse And all the ladies rolled there eyes Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Now Jack he is a banker And Jane she is a clerk And they're both saving up all their money And when they come home from work Sitting by the fire Radios a-play A little classical music for you kids To the march of the wooden soldiers and you can hear Jack say Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Some people like to go out dancing Other people they got to work And there's always some evil mothers I tell you life is just full of dirt And the women never really faint And the villains always blink their eyes And children are the only ones that blush And that life is just to die But anyone who had a heart He wouldn't want to turn around and break it And anyone who ever played a part He wouldn't want to turn around and hate it Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Sweet Jane Oh my sweet Jane |
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On morning shadows you were ill-spent ";It's time";, you said, or is it time you went I tried so hard to leave you I tried to sleep The hours you keep Oh Lord I wish I could escape this iron veil Ride on my son Ride on my son Ride until you fail Something comes and something goes And something dies before it grows And I'm like a sea diver Who's lost in space [";Sweet";, said His Grace?] Oh Lord I wish I could escape this iron veil Ride on my son Right on my son Ride until you fail |
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Eight-track machine playing 'Half Moon Bay' Drivin' in my Volks down on Hamstead Way Her mother got bust on a 88 And her brother got stuck on my number plate Hey mister bartender won't you gimme some wine I gotta get outta town, meet my baby on time He put five gallons in my petrol tank You know we just about made it but her breath sure stank yeah Drivin' sister rock'n'roll She's got feel on the wheel Drivin' sister rock'n'roll She don't make with no brakes Drivin' sister rock'n'roll She's an automobeat on the street Drivin' sister rock'n'roll She's much too much on the clutch Drivin' sister rock'n'roll She got her feet on the wheel Drivin' sister rock'n'roll She don't make with no brakes I said drive, drive, drive, drive And drive little sister drive I said drive, drive, drive, drive And drive little sister, drive on. |
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I'm a missing link, poolroom stink, I can't talk What's going on, something's wrong, I can't work (Well that's too bad) (Well that's such a drag) Can't go to school, the teacher's a fool, the preacher's a jerk Got nothing to do, street-corner blues, and nowhere to walk Violence, violence It's the only thing that'll make you see sense (Repeat) Watch out for the gun, snake on the run, hide in my hair Gotta fight, nothing's right, livin' nowhere (That's so sad) You keep your mouth shut, or you'll get cut. Haha - I like to scare (Bet you're so mad) I'm a battery louse, a superstar mouse, I don't care Head for your hole, you're sick and you're old Get off my back or I'll attack, 'n I don't owe you nothin' (OK) 'N I'm here to tell you something Violence, violence It's the only thing that'll make you see sense (Repeat several times |
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It ain't so long ago since we were just two kids
Remember well memories we all hid But you're much older now, although you still are young I know you well, I'm like you Hey Rose, you're finer than you know Why hang around with clothes of another name Hair so dyed she lost too much inside Ain't nothing left to hide in the game Hey Rose, how do you laugh in your own show Try to fight the fears that rise within Rock 'n' roll slag, oh my, you're such a drag Trying to find the corner to inject Hey Rose, so silently she goes Careful not to make up, see your maker Hey Rose, how do you laugh when she's on show Try to fight the fears that rise within Hey, rock 'n' roll slag, oh oh, you're such a drag Trying to find the corner to inject Hey Rose, you're finer than you know And I hate to see you cold on a summer day |
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I scream at you for sharing 'n I curse you just for caring 'n I tell to not to see me 'n I tell you not to feel me I hate the clothes you're wearing, they're so pretty 'n I make your life a drag, it's such a pity 'n I watch your warm glow palin' 'n I watch your sparkle fadin' Now I don't mean to upset you As you realise you're failin', cos you're so good If only I could make it easier, then I would But there's so much crime to get through Oh I wish I was your mother 'n then I would have seen you I wish I'd been your father Played houses with your sisters Would have been you as a child And wrestled with all your brothers And then who knows I might have felt a family for a while It's no use me pretendin' You give and I do the spendin' Is there a happy ending, I don't think so Cos even if we make it I'll be too far out to take it You'll have to try and shake it from my head Oooooh I wish I was your mother I wish I'd been your father 'n then I would have seen you Would have been you as a child Played houses with your sisters And wrestled with all your brothers And then who knows I might have felt a family for a while |
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I was a city child with a dead-end smile And a worm's-eye point of view And I had my eyes on you Oh I knew my way, I was a back-street stray You know, some kinda automobeat on the street Now I got this friend and he's a screwdriver-jiver And he has converted me to rock'n'roll I just wanna dance to Honaloochie boogie yeah Honaloochie boogie yeah Get in time, don't worry 'bout the shirt shine You sure started somethin' Wanna tell Chuck Berry my news I get my kicks outta guitar licks Now my hair gets longer as the beat gets stronger And I've sold my steel-toed shoes Now I got this friend and he's a spider west-sider You know, he's hung up on a protection rejection thing But I have made him see the light Honaloochie boogie yeah He just wanna dance to Get in time, don't worry 'bout the shirt shine Honaloochie boogie yeah You sure started somethin' Honaloochie boogie yeah Get in time, don't worry 'bout the shirt shine Honaloochie boogie yeah You sure started somethin |
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Forgot my six-string raiser - hit the sky Half way to Memphis 'fore I realised Well I rang the information - my axe was cold They said she rides the train to Oreoles And the sun burns hot on the cold steel rails Now its a mighty long way down the dusty trail All the way from Memphis 'N I look like a bum 'n I crawl like a snail Well I got to Oreoles y'know - it took a month Now its a mighty long way down rock'n'roll And there was my guitar, electric junk. Some spade said "Rock'n'rollers, you're all the same. Man that's your instrument." I felt so ashamed. Through the Bradford Cities and the Oreoles 'N you look like a star but you're still on the dole All the way from Memphis Yeah it's a mighty long way down rock'n'roll From the Liverpool docks to the Hollywood Bowl 'N you climb up the mountains 'n you fall down the holes All the way from Memphis As your name gets hot so your heart grows cold 'N you gotta stay young man, you can never be old Yeah its a mighty long way down rock'n'roll All the way from Memphis Yeah its a mighty long way down rock'n'roll Through the Bradford Cities and the Oreoles 'N you look like a star but you're really out on parole! All the way from Memphis |
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Little whizz kid mystified me, she was a New York City beat She came on flash - monster mash, motors in her feet Now we moved out of Manhattan to her home on the Brooklyn Heights Her dad's a street punk and her mum's a drunk, but we made out alright Far far from home, oh I felt so alone Could not spin to the speed of the city Oh send me my ticket, I'm too scared to stick She even hired a toy "rent-a-boy" straight from a Times Square stand With my little whizz kid - such a pity Oh thank you little whizz kid, but me and my friends gotta eat Now she really tried her hardest just to make me leave the band street So get back to school or the tying pool, just get yourself out on the Send you victorious, happy and glorious You got the stardust, the sawdust, and the smile Oh my little whizz kid you got such a style Don't lose your sting, how I'd hate you to swing Watch out for the auto-mite, quick or she's outta sight She's a cute super sleeper, she don't dive in deeper A natural leaper, she don't let people pass Oh my whizz kid, you know you're such a gas Such a gas |
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God ain't jive 'N one by one For I can see his love As it runs alive Oh, cross over shame like the wise dove Through fields of rusted wire The war has just begun Who cares not for fame just for shy love 'N rejoice for the king ain't lost his throne, oh no He's still here, you are not alone Correct your heads For there's a new song rising Go write your time High above the waves Go tell the world, but you go brave Go sing it on the streets Oh my sweet instant Christian you are such a sly clown Too many questions, no replies now He's still here, you are not alone 'N rejoice for the king ain't lost his throne, oh no Go tell the superstar I got an idea Star-spangled fear All his hairs are turning grey As all the people disappear Cos if you think you are a star The limelight fades away For so long they'll come from near and far But you'll forget just who you are (yes you will) You're just a buzz You ain't the nazz Some kinda temporary Cross over shame like the wise dove Who cares not for fame just for shy love Oh-oh, my sweet instant Christian you are such a sly clown Too many questions, no replies now 'N rejoice for the king ain't lost his throne. Oh no. He's still here, you are not alone, you are not alone |
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Ladies and Gentlemen, The golden age of rock and roll.... Everybody hazy, shell-shocked and crazy. Screaming for the face at the window. Jeans for the genies, dresses for the dreamies, Fighting for a place in the front row. Ohhh, Ohhh, Ohhh (It's good for your body, it's good for your soul) Ohhh, Ohhh, let's go! (It's the golden age of rock and roll). Well you getta little buzz, send for the fuzz, Guitars getting higher and higher. The dude in the paint thinks he's gonna faint, Stoke more coke on the fire. Ohhh, Ohhh, Ohhh (You gotta stay young, you can never grow old) Ohhh, Ohhh, Whoooa (It's the golden age of rock and roll). The golden age of rock and roll will never die, As long as children feel the need to laugh and cry. Don't wanna smash - want a smash sensation, Don't wanna wreck; just recreation, Don't wanna fight - but if you turn us down We're gonna turn you around gonna mess with the sound. The show's gotta move, everybody groove There ain't no trouble on the streets now. So if the going gets rough, Don't you blame us You ninety-six decible freaks Ohhh, Ohhh, Ohhh (Its good for body, its good for your soul) Ohhh, Ohhh, Whoooa (It's the golden age of rock and roll). Ohhh, Ohhh, Ohhh (You gotta stay young, you can never grow old) Ohhh, Ohhh, Whoooa (Its good for body, its good for your soul) Ohhh, Ohhh, Whoooa (It's the golden age of rock and roll). Ohhh, Ohhh, Ohhh (You gotta stay young, you can never grow old) Ohhh, Ohhh, Whoooa (Its good for body, its good for your soul) Ohhh, Ohhh, Whoooa (It's the golden age o |
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Oh if my wheel could take another turn and if my life replaced itself again, I wouldn't want a single thing to change. Oh it's been good, though it's been strange. And if my dreams were willing to come true, oh I would not even try to let them through. I'm sure there's things I've missed, that others preached. The goals they reached, they weren't for me. Rest in peace, even though the worries seem to mount, don't let them count. Rest in peace. Throw all those smiles and paper miles away. You make willow pattern pictures through the rain. And swallow when your heart begins to breathe, just like a bird, do what it please. 'Cause I ain't gonna be here all that long and when I'm old I want to know I sung. If there's a road ahead, I'll jump right in. Just got to win, this is my hymn. Rest in peace, even though your worries seem to mount, don't let them count. Rest in peace. Rest in peace. |
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No puppet, no liar, won't bend my lips to wire - No Don't pressurize me so Oh take some good advice from me Don't gamble, with my life, or you won't live to do it twice And let the wires rock All dressed in black so nobody sees you Smile in the wings, tell me I please you Call me a king and watch for the wordworm to choke me And you're like a giraffe, the performance is poor Watch the audience laugh as my head hits the floor STOP! When I'm broken in half you still reach for the floor I've had enough of this The pantomime's reversed I need -you feed I greed - you bleed Marionette - I ain't one yet Marionette - I ain't one yet Teacher's pet - Well you'd better forget it Teacher's pet - Go check your stocks and shares You lied - I led And when the coffin comes make sure there's room for two I died -You're dead Marionette - I ain't one yet Marionette - I ain't one yet Teacher's pet - You'd better forget it Teacher's pet - go check your product A traitor, deceiver, a groovy disbeliever I thought Creator, conceiver, romantic love receiver - caught A puppet was a thing cheap-taught - No way "Who are you" "The nerve" "I wanna get out, I wanna get out, I wanna get out, I wanna get out, I wanna get out, AHHHHH! Oh he wanna play chords to the chick on the street He wanna play words to a world that don't speak He wanna play people who play hide 'n' seek when they don't talk He wanna play a riff to the man with the wires He wanna play lead but his hand's getting tired He just wanna play but don't know how to say - STOP OK, the show's been fun But my wood's begun to warp They won -I'm done New one - begun Marionette - I did my best Teacher's pet - It just couldn't last Marionette - Get me out of this mess Marionette - Now I need a rest Teacher's pet - Where's my sanity gone - Mother? Teacher's little pet - It happened so fast Marionette - I did my best Teacher's little pet - I'm just like all the others They gambled, with my life and now I've lost my will to fight Oh God these wires are so tight.... I'm just a marionette |
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See my thoughts - and see my scars- see my clothes - I dress to kill See my blood - and see my gun. The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get ya The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (Better run, better run, better run) Heed my faults - and heed my curse - heed my frustration - you just (You'll get done, you'll get done, you'll get done) don't know A new town nothing - send for the hearse. The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (Better run, better run, better run) The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (Just for fun, just for fun, just for fun) We'll torture your flats, you keep us like rats - then you Tell 'em we're brats and the press twist our fist - get me out of this Pull down the wires, set you on fire - I'm getting too tired to resist, mist. Hear me swear - hear every word - I ain't just a number I wanna be heard - The TV announcer he talks to the scum (Better run, better run, better run) The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get ya The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (Prick your thumb, prick your thumb, prick your thumb) I ain't been solved, I'm uninvolved - I've been annulled You're so pure - you know the cures - just keep us poor And I can't seem to prove it. The juvenile delinquent bit (One's your son, one's your son, one's your son) (Better run, better run, better run) The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get ya The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get ya The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (Better hide, better hide, better hide) The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (Take a ride, take a ride, take a ride) The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (You're too late, you're too late, you're too late) The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (Where's your mates? Where's your mates? Where's your mates?) (You're exposed, you're exposed, you're exposed) The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get ya The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (Now you're closed, now you're closed, now you're closed) The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead AHHHHHHHHHHH |
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Baby took me out last night Got a little cadillac bite. Shook me about - inside out Didn't get home 'till light. She's a grower, a goer - you gotta get to know her No chooser, a cruiser - you turn around she'll lose you Burned out as the light turned green Smoke-screened off her rail. He didn't see me comin' but he shoulda saw me runnin' Faster than the U.S. mail. She's a speeder, a leader You're really gotta meet her You see her, she thrills you, you look at her she'll kill you. Listen, fella, baby don't you sell her Don't you try and steal her away Hush, man logs in her dam Think you better fade away Detonator, jail-baiter - a radar radiator She'll annoy ya, destroy ya - she'll bring ya down in fire Create her, mistreat her - no use tryin' to beat her Admit it, she's greater, shame you weren't born later. |
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Baby if you just say you still care Follow you most anywhere Roll away the stone, roll away the stone. And, in the darkest night, Roll away the stone, roll away the stone I'll keep you safe and all right Won't you roll away the stone Don't you let it die Won't you roll away the stone Why be cold and so alone? No matter if fools say we can't win Roll away the stone, roll away the stone I know I'll fall in love again Baby in love and sweet romance So sing - we still got a chance Won't you roll away the stone Why be cold and so alone? Roll away the stone, roll away the stone Won't you roll away the stone Don't you let it lie There's a rockabilly party on Saturday night Are you gonna be there Gonna bring your records (Well I got my invite) Made it! (Ohh, will do) Won't you roll away the stone Why be cold and so alone? Won't you roll away the stone Don't you let it die Come on roll Come on roll, yeah Come on roll I want you to roll Come on rollCome on..... yeah |
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Where do you all come from?I gotta find you outMakes you feel any, heads you can healMy God you're upside downAn' I heard all you green gods are all jeering a bound(?)My don't they get aroundNow where did you get that hat?Any religion would be proud of thatYou can stand it on high like a flag in the skyWhile your pilgrim's all got stoned on thatWe'll share a thousand mirrorsAnd a beautiful viewAnd everybody talking about youWhere did you get those clothes?Off a streetcar I supposeYou gotta be cool to look like a foolYou ain't exactly smelling like a rose'N everybody's asking everybody out there(?)Where do you all come from?Where do you all come from?Thank you for reason Ralph J. GleasonFor you I'll sing my songNow the revolution's coming and I just can't waitExcuse me, but I'm too tired and it's late(All right)Where do you all come from?Where do you all come from?Where do you all come from?Where do you all come from?All your integrity's goneTell me, where do you all come from?
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Where do you all come from?I gotta find you outMakes you feel any, heads you can healMy God you're upside downAn' I heard all you green gods are all jeering a bound(?)My don't they get aroundNow where did you get that hat?Any religion would be proud of thatYou can stand it on high like a flag in the skyWhile your pilgrim's all got stoned on thatWe'll share a thousand mirrorsAnd a beautiful viewAnd everybody talking about youWhere did you get those clothes?Off a streetcar I supposeYou gotta be cool to look like a foolYou ain't exactly smelling like a rose'N everybody's asking everybody out there(?)Where do you all come from?Where do you all come from?Thank you for reason Ralph J. GleasonFor you I'll sing my songNow the revolution's coming and I just can't waitExcuse me, but I'm too tired and it's late(All right)Where do you all come from?Where do you all come from?Where do you all come from?Where do you all come from?All your integrity's goneTell me, where do you all come from?
------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By I. HUNTER, M. RALPHS, P.O. WATTS <i>Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group</i> |
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Baby Baby tried to phone you - they said you were gone
Baby Baby please come home to me where you belong Foxy Foxy - you're all I have to hold Don't leave me alone out in the cold Baby Baby how I missed you - my love grows so strong Baby Baby wanna kiss you all night long Foxy Foxy oh you're all I'm living for You're all I see - I need nothing more When I put my arms around you - I'll surround you Make a vow to Never see you sighing -darling when you cry it makes me die Foxy Foxy oh I need you every day Not just when you want - not just when you say But I know I'll always love you Stars above shine down upon you Never leave me ever Darling will you be forever true? Foxy Foxy come out tonight Foxy Foxy it'll be alright Foxy Foxy oh let me into your heart Foxy Foxy give me one more chance Foxy Foxy give me one more dance Foxy Foxy don't let them keep us apart Foxy Foxy don't neglect me Foxy Foxy please don't reject me Foxy Foxy don't let it end 'fore it starts Foxy Foxy oh-oh-oh-oh Foxy Foxy oh-oh-oh-oh Foxy Foxy oh-oh-oh-oh |
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Sixty-nine was cheapo wine,
Have a good time, What your sign Float up to the Roundhouse On a Sunday afternoon. In Seventy we all agreed A King's Road flat was the place to be 'Cause Chelsea girls are the best in the world for company. In Seventy-one all the people come Bust a few seats but it's just in fun Take the Mick out of Top of the Pops We play better than they do In Seventy-two we was born to lose We slipped down snakes into yesterday's news I was ready to quit But then we went to Croydon Do you remember the Saturday gigs We do, we do Do you remember the Saturday gigs We do, we do The tickets for the fantasy were twelve and six a time A fairy tale on sale Oh, Seventy-three was a jambouree We were the dudes and the dudes were we. (oh oh oh oh oh) Did you see the suits and the platform boots In Seventy-four on the Broadway tour We didn't much like dressing up no more Don't wanna be hip - but thanks for a great trip. Do you remember the Saturday gigs We do, we do Do you remember the Saturday gigs We do, we do But now the kids pay a couple of quid 'Cause they need it just the same It's all a game A grown-up game But you got off on those Saturday gigs And we did, we did 'Cause you got off on those Saturday gigs And we did, we did And we got off on those Saturday gigs And you did, you did And we got off on those Saturday gigs 'Cause you did, you did Don't you ever forget us We'll never forget you We're going to sleep now You better be good, right (ha ha ha) See you next time So long for now |
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날 위한 작은 천국
너를 볼 수 있었던 그런 날은 멀리서도 설레는 저 하늘 저 별처럼 너는 그래 너 때문에 웃게 돼 너 땜에 살아 너 때문에 내가 달라져 지켜보는 날 모른대도 내 맘을 모른대도 상관없던 내 서글픈 이 행복 차츰 내게 부탁해줄래 무언가를 내게 원해줄래 나 있음을 알아줄래 깊은 한숨의 바다 너를 볼 수 없었던 그런 날은 다 그대로인데 모두 뺏긴 것 같아 나는 그래 너 때문에 지쳐가 너 땜에 아파 가까이 있는 날 넌 못봐 어떡하면 내게 와 줄래 내가 필요하게 너 불행해줄래 그걸 원하다니 이렇게 난 어리석어져 이렇게 난 부서지고 있어 왜 나를 사랑않는데 나 떠나면 허전해 줄래 날 알았다는걸 기뻐해줄래 하지만 난 떠나야 할 사람이 아냐 떠났어도 모를, 떠나도 모를 사람일뿐 지켜보는 날 모른대도 내 맘을 모른대도 상관없던 내 서글픈 이 행복 차츰 내게 부탁해줄래 무언가를 내게 원해줄래 나 있음을 알아줄래 어떡하면 내게 와 줄래 주인처럼 너 당당하게 내 곁에서 날 잡아줘 나 혼자서 너를 떠나도 나 혼자서 다시 돌아올 너는 나의 작은 천국 |
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| 4:36 |
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I'm feelin' ugly - I'm feelin low - mornin' mirror - you ain't no rose
And did I mean it - or did I lie - or did I dream it Oh! Christ I'm tired. Oh You know you painted so much blue, and I'm much younger than that too Oh mirror - what did I do to you? Why then did ya have to grin, now the blood rolls down my chin You're my voyeur - see every line - chase them to destinations mis-spent youth, oh On through time And you're my diary - yeah, the bitter truth - unexpurgated - a Do you have to make eyes red, when they're clear and fresh instead? Do you have to paint teeth green, when they're snowy, white and clean? Oh mirror, I wish you'd lose your head Sometimes I'm on a gig, and I'm feeling kinda good But you just glare at me with those dark accusing eyes I run and look at you, just like a pop star would That say "My make-up's good...."I'd like to.... I'd like so much to...." Oh I'll never look at you again - 'cause I'm really not that vain Seven years bad luck ain't that long - before I smash you, hear my song Oh mirror, I'm sorry you were wrong |
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