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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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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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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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| 3:02 |
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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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| 3:29 |
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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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| 4:19 |
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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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| 3:00 |
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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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| 3:28 |
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Well I went down to the bunny station
Cause I wanted love for a week or two I wanted you on a week vacation Cause its costing me but its killing you NaNa Naaa NaNa NaNa Naaa NaNa NaNa Naaa NaNa NaNa Naa Alright Well I got a friend in the fire department He was telling me I'm on the road to Rome He said you'd better find out where you're going Cause your wife can't fight out all the fires alone NaNa Naaa NaNa NaNa Naaa NaNa NaNa Naaa NaNa NaNa Naa Hit me Well we passed the time in there but we got thrown out It was falling down and it was overgrown He said I can see you now ask the captain He says boy you're really on the road to Rome NaNa Naaa NaNa NaNa Naaa NaNa NaNa Naaa NaNa NaNa Naa ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By GAYE, MARVIN P <i>Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing</i> |
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Well my brother he was a drinking man And i asked him for release He said this won't do you no good And sent for the police Well they busted me for nothing Cos they said i was insane So they let my body go But they locked away my brain Well i wandered freely as a bird that had broken both its wings And i hated them and they hated me and i hated everthing And i realise that to survive well my body is not mine And i feel neglected feel rejected Living in the wrong time And to those of you who always laugh Let this be your epitaph And my head is down and i'm called a clown by comedians that grace The living stage of every page of worthless meaningless space But i swear to you before we're though you're gonna feel our every blow We ain't bleeding you we're feeding you but you're too f*cking slow And to those of you who always laugh Let this be your epitaph |
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| 2:48 |
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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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Old man Tyler had a crash in his car down on the fortune highway
Doctor said it was his cruel sick heart didn't go to church on Sunday Oh your pace is going to knock you dead Out of the race you got time to spare Jerkin' Crocus is the cause of the cross y |
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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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| 4:43 |
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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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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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| 4:29 |
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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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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 |
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I changed my name in search of fame
To find the midas touch Oh I wish I'd never wanted then What I want now twice as much We crossed the mighty oceans And we had a few divides But we never crossed emotion For we felt too much inside You know all the tales we tell You know the band so well Still I feel, somehow, we let you down We went off somewhere on the way And now I see we have to pay The rock'n'roll circus is in town Buffin lost his child-like dreams And mick lost his guitar And verden grew a line or two And overend's just a rock'n'roll star Behind these shades the visions fade As I learn a thing or two Oh but if I had my time again You all know just what I'd do Rock'n'roll's a loser's game It mesmerizes and I can't explain The reasons for the sights and for the sounds We went off somewhere on the way And now I see we have to pay The rock'n'roll circus is in town So rock'n'roll's a loser's game It mesmerizes and I can't explain The reasons for the sights and for the sounds The greasepaint still sticks to my face So what the hell, I can't erase The rock'n'roll feeling from my mind From my mind, from my mind, from my mind From my mind, from my mind, from my mind From my mind |
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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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