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from Velvet Goldmine (벨벳 골드 마인) by Carter Burwell [ost] (1999)
If I could have grown
All upon my own If I could have grown I grew If I could have grew I do If I had a throne You could call it home If I cry my tears are yours To open any frozen doors Hey let's do it like we're friends Let's do it do it Hey let's do it like we're friends. |
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from Moonlight Mile (문라이트 마일) by Mark Isham [ost] (2002)
Friends say it's fine Friends say it's good Everybody says it's just like Robin Hood I move like a rat Talk like a cat Sting like a bee Babe, I'm gonna be your man And it's plain to see you were meant for me, Yeah, I'm your toy, your twentieth century boy Friends says it's fine Friends says it's good Everybody says it's just like Robin Hood Fly like a plane Drive like a car Hold out your hand Babe, I'm gonna be your man And it's plain to see you were meant for me, Yeah, I'm your boy, your twentieth century toy 난Twentieth century boy I wanna be your toy Twentieth century boy I wanna be your toy Friends say it's fine Friends say it's good Everybody says it's just like Rock 'n' roll I move like a cat Talk like a rat Sting like a bee Babe, I'm gonna be your man And it's plain to see you were meant for me Yeah, I'm your toy, your twentieth century boy Twentieth century boy I wanna be your toy |
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from T. Rex - Zinc Alloy And The Hidden Riders Of Tomorrow (1974)
Goin' to see my baby in the afternoon,
Goin' to take my baby on a Venus loon Slipshod gymslip in my neighbourhood, Empty head, steel bed, Dipseys no good All alone, no telephone, to hype up my baby, Goin' to see my baby in the afternoon, Goin' to take my baby on a Venus loon Bent spent, psychedelic mailman's head, Gorging up my spokes like the ghostly dead Ally pally angel chewing up my blues, Goin' to see my baby in the afternoon, Goin' to take my baby on a Venus loon Oh my Venus loon it'll make you swoon, It'll make you feel good It'll make you feel good Oh my Venus loon it'll make you swoon, It'll make you feel good It'll make you feel good First girl I ever met I don't recognise Her nose is smashed her frame is bent She's covered in flies Everyone I ever loved, I'll love 'till I die Goin' to see my baby in the afternoon, Goin' to take my baby on a Venus loon Oh my Venus loon it'll make you swoon, It'll make you feel good It'll make you feel good. Oh my Venus loon it'll make you swoon, It'll make you feel good It'll make you feel good. |
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from T. Rex - Zinc Alloy And The Hidden Riders Of Tomorrow (1974)
Basil Dazzle and her dissolving city
Stella Gazelle and the distraction I bought her I wonder why, oh why Debra Zebra and the disgusting gawk Malice to Pallas at the all night palace, with Alice I wonder why I wonder why Metal Guru's in the loo with my glue, yeah, Telegram Sam bought some land in Milan, I wonder why Thin faced Sally skinned a cat in my alley Dawn sunstorm minister of doom, in your tomb I wonder why Lord I wonder why, I wonder why |
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from T. Rex - Zinc Alloy And The Hidden Riders Of Tomorrow (1974)
Now I'm poppin' a few in the morning dew
Do the monkey wrench, on a persian bench it's a teenage night and the vampires are right And I want to lay my lips on your explosive mouth Picked up Kenny at the art-deco deli, And Zero is a cat with any automated hat And I need to be rid of the fantasies I'm hiding And I want to lay my lips on your explosive mouth It's a shame for a man to hide all the things that do survive from his past When I jump on your horse I gallop the course, And howl like a wolf and I drink up the sky And I beat on my chest just to punk up the rest And I want to lay my lips on your explosive mouth And I want to lay my lips on your explosive mouth It's a shame for a man to hide all the things that do survive from his past |
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from T. Rex - Zinc Alloy And The Hidden Riders Of Tomorrow (1974)
Which Galaxy are you from
Tell me how they bang a gong Your world, I mean your world Your world, I mean your world Shadow in the alley at midnight Metal clad rocker with bent teeth My world, I mean my world My world, I mean my world My planets like an angel with clipped wings A river bed dump shed sweetheart Do they have sickness in society Do they have glitter crap gaiety Your world, I mean your world Your world, I mean your world |
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from T. Rex - Zinc Alloy And The Hidden Riders Of Tomorrow (1974)
Change change change see it all the time
Look look look I could write a book about my life Baby blue I love you Look look look I could write a book about my life Change is coming just like the sun Change is coming you better run Baby blue I love you Blue blue blue I could write a book about your life Change is coming just like the sun Change is coming you better run Change is coming just like the sun Change is coming you better run |
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from T. Rex - Zinc Alloy And The Hidden Riders Of Tomorrow (1974)
I wouldn't lie
You're like a sanctuary, a poet's memory I wouldn't lie A universe of happiness beneath your be-bop dress I wouldn't lie And I love you, and I love you 'Cos you're my nameless wildness You're like a precious book, a stolen golden look I wouldn't lie So keep your consciousness volcanoes in my breast I wouldn't lie And I love you, and I love you 'cos you're my nameless wildness I wouldn't lie, I wouldn't lie 'Cos I love you, and I love you 'Cos you're my nameless wildness I wouldn't lie |
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from T. Rex - Zinc Alloy And The Hidden Riders Of Tomorrow (1974)
Surprise surprise, the boys are home
My guardian angel's rung down my telephone The heat's on mister, can't you hear them scream Whatever happened to the Teenage Dream The curfew comes at the crack of light The sad old wino aches to dissipate the fright The jet junk jiver speeds past in his machine Whatever happened to the Teenage Dream A broken god from a musty world Sweetly mouthed touched an onyx girl His prison bars were very hard to clean Whatever happened to the Teenage Dream -Yeah The Wizard of Oz and the bronzen thief Ruled my girl with teutonic teeth But all was lost when her mouth turned green Whatever happened to the Teenage Dream Silver Surfer and the Ragged Kid Are all sad and rusted boy, they don't have a gig Believe me Pope Paul my toes are clean Whatever happened to the Teenage Dream Black is black and white is white Some go to Heaven and some get it light Nobody disapproves but his wicked screams Whatever happened to the Teenage Dream -Yeah |
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from T. Rex - Zinc Alloy And The Hidden Riders Of Tomorrow (1974)
It's gonna be grand when you take
the hand of the liquid gang, oh yeah Peter with the heater, he's such a messy eater He's got frogs in his eyes from telling those lies Sunday's almost Monday and you gotta understand It's gonna be grand when you take the hand of the liquid gang, oh yeah Shelly 's silver belly, she's got me on the telly Down with the dog he's a rockabilly yob The kids are young, but that's how we begun You gotta understand when you take the hand of the liquid gang, oh yeah You're gonna be grand (x4) Paladin heat with the dancing feet Rides a two tone bike he does what he likes But my head is alright but you're out of sight But you gotta understand when you take the hand of the liquid gang, oh yeah You're gonna be grand (Repeat to end) |
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from T. Rex - Zinc Alloy And The Hidden Riders Of Tomorrow (1974)
Carsmile Smith he's the old one
Don't you know he's the good one Don'tcha, don'tcha Bessy stood by the side of the grave Like a woman of love would do She hung her hands into a knot of grief For a man she never knew Carsmile Smith he's the old one Don't you know that he's the good one Don'tcha, don'tcha Carsmile Smith he's the old one Don't you know he's the good one Don'tcha, don'tcha Bessy stood by the side of the grave Like a woman of love would do She hung her hands into a knot of grief For a man she never knew Don'tcha, don'tcha |
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from T. Rex - Zinc Alloy And The Hidden Riders Of Tomorrow (1974)
You gotta jive jive to stay alive
You gotta jive jive to stay alive *I'm a silver stud, I ain't no stick in the mud And everything I do I do for you You gotta jive jive to stay alive You gotta jive jive to stay alive *Repeat |
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from T. Rex - Zinc Alloy And The Hidden Riders Of Tomorrow (1974)
Running around in the dawn with that hat
I can see, I am no match for you Doin the foxtrot on your knees-Garbo Girl, It's so hard to contemplate you 'Cos you're so full of interstellar soul 'Cos you're so full of interstellar soul That rich ditch won't catch me girl but it sculpted you Silk and Diamond gilded gauntlet can be weird But I'm scared to look like you 'Cos you're so full of interstellar soul 'Cos you're so full of interstellar soul Lean on my head kiss my knee, breathe again Bumble bee in my ear see a tear but it's solid and gold I don't want to get like you 'Cos you're so full of interstellar soul 'Cos you're so full of interstellar soul So full of interstellar soul (Repeat to end) |
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from T. Rex - Zinc Alloy And The Hidden Riders Of Tomorrow (1974)
Superbad tiger running with your brain
Tucked beneath your arms like a devil train When the angels from the heavens Meet the angels from the earth You'll hide inside your cave, that's right of course And we know, we ain't slow, we're the avengers! I have known lots of ladies and the ladies know me, I've been foxy roxy punctured and I'm funky born free You can needle treacle kiss me With the honey from your mouth But believe me I'm a bad moon bopster And I'll never come in your house And we know, we ain't slow, we're the avengers! Dig this... And we know, we ain't slow, we're the avengers! And we know, we ain't slow, we're the avengers! Dig this... |
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from T. Rex - Zinc Alloy And The Hidden Riders Of Tomorrow (1974)
T . R . E . X.
Some call me Arnie Some name me Slim It don't make no difference 'Cos I move right in They call me the groover When I'm on the floor The kids yell for more, more, more Some call me Starkey Some named me stud Yes they do It don't make no difference 'Cos I move in the mud I said sing it to me children Yea I'm the groover honey Yea I'm the groover honey Yea I'm the groover honey Well some call me Jeepster And some name me lame It don't make no difference Man you know what it takes I'm a groover 'cos I move right in |
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from T. Rex - Zinc Alloy And The Hidden Riders Of Tomorrow (1974)
Baby, I need you
Oh yeah, I need you Why don't you love me Like you yu-yu-yu-yu-used to I'll dance at midnight I'll dance at midnight While you're so Up t-t-t-t-tight Baby, I miss you Oh yeah, I'll kis you Why don't you love me Like you yu-yu-yu-yu-used to I'll dance at midnight I'll dance at midnight I'll dance at midnight I'll dance at midnight .... Last chance till midnight I'll dance at midnight Last chance till midnight I'll dance at midnight |
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from T. Rex - Zinc Alloy And The Hidden Riders Of Tomorrow (1974)
Truck on Truck on Truck on Truck on Tyke
Oh Tyke baby You're a slender living lady You're dynamite You're a jeep mouth dancer You're a right on dancer You got gangster's legs Like a song I truck on You're a silver-stud fender I'm a jive brain bender I'm everyone Got electric deep in me I'm a space age cowboy Ride dinosaurs Like a song I truck on Oh Tyke baby You're a palamino baby 'Cos you move along People put you down 'Cos you're too low on the ground They can't hurt though 'Cos you're cosmic |
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from T. Rex - Zinc Alloy And The Hidden Riders Of Tomorrow (1974)
Sitting here, I don't care for you
Sitting there, you don't care for me But I think we're in love Ain't that funny Sitting there, you don't care for me Sitting here, I don't care for you But I think we're in love Ain't that funny Oh love's a wonderful thing that comes and goes Even when I'm pickin' my nose Ooh sitting here, you don't care for me Sitting here, I don't care for you But I think we're in love Ain't that funny Yeah yeah Sitting here, I don't care for you Sitting here, I don't care for you And I think we're in love Ain't that funny |
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from T. Rex - Zinc Alloy And The Hidden Riders Of Tomorrow (1974)
Satisfaction pony (4x)
Doug the bug's an eggman (4x) Like a jungle cut (2x) Oh my Satisfaction pony (4x) Fall into the rainbow (2x) Funky creole gumbo (2x) Like a jungle cut (2x) Oh my Satisfaction pony (2x) Life's the same, it will always be Ohhh could it be Life's the same, it will always be Yeah (8x) Satisfaction pony Dali bop horizon (2x) Is your life an inkwell Will it make your head swell Like a jungle cut (2x) Oh my Satisfaction pony (2x) Life's the same, it will always be Ohhh could it be Life's the same, it will always be Satisfaction pony (repeat until end) |
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from T. Rex - Electric Warrior [Deluxe Edition] (1971)
Beneath the bebop moon
I want to croon with you Beneath the mambo sun I got to be the one with you My life's a shadowless horse If I can't get across to you In the alligator rain My heart's all pain for you Girl you're good And I've got wild knees for you On a mountain range I'm Dr. Strange for you Upon a savage lake Make no mistake I love you I got a powder-keg leg And my wig's all pooped for you With my hat in my hand I'm a hungry man for you I got stars in my beard And I feel real weird for you Beneath the bebop moon I'm howling like a loon for you Beneath the mambo sun I've got to be the one for you |
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from T. Rex - Electric Warrior [Deluxe Edition] (1971)
I was dancing when I was twelve
I was dancing when I was twelve I was dancing when I was... ah I was dancing when I was... ah I danced myself right out the womb I danced myself right out the womb Is it strange to dance so soon I danced myself right out of the womb I was dancing when I was eight I was dancing when I was eight Is it strange to dance so late Is it strange to dance so late, ah ah I danced myself into the tomb I danced myself into the tomb Is it strange to dance so soon I danced myself into the tomb Is it wrong to understand the fear that dwells inside a man What's it like to be a loon I liken it to a balloon I danced myself right out of the womb I danced myself right out of the womb Is it strange to dance so soon I danced myself into the tomb But then again once more I danced myself right out of the womb I danced myself right out of the womb Is it strange to dance so soon I danced myself right out of the womb |
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from T. Rex - Electric Warrior [Deluxe Edition] (1971)
Jeepster - T. Rex
The throne of time Is a kingly thing From whence you know We all do begin And dressed as you are girl In your fashions of fate Baby it's too late Shallow all the actions Of the children of men Fogged was their vision Since the ages began And lost like a lion In the canyons of smoke Girl it's no joke. it's no joke...oh, no Shallow all the actions Of the children of men but i..it's no joke oh no oh no The throne of time Is a kingly thing From whence you know We all do begin And dressed as you are girl In your fashions of fate Baby it's too late ohh yeah... it's too late , ohh yeah... |
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from T. Rex - Electric Warrior [Deluxe Edition] (1971)
Monolith - T. Rex
The throne of time Is a kingly thing From whence you know We all do begin And dressed as you are girl In your fashions of fate Baby it's too late Shallow all the actions Of the children of men Fogged was their vision Since the ages began And lost like a lion In the canyons of smoke Girl it's no joke. it's no joke...oh, no Shallow all the actions Of the children of men but i..it's no joke oh no oh no The throne of time Is a kingly thing From whence you know We all do begin And dressed as you are girl In your fashions of fate Baby it's too late ohh yeah... it's too late , ohh yeah... |
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from T. Rex - Electric Warrior [Deluxe Edition] (1971)
Lean Woman Blues - T. Rex
Oh..Lean love All you give to me Is lean love I'm like a beggar in the sand With the sky in his hand And I'm blue.. Oh..Black day All you give to me Are your wild ways When you're the love of my life And when you gorge me with a knife And I'm blue.. Lightening All the heavy world Is frightening I'm like a child in the sand On the beach of the land of you And I'm your friend.. Oh..Lean love All you give to me Is lean love I'm like a beggar in the sand With the sky in my hand And I'm blue.. |
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from T. Rex - Electric Warrior [Deluxe Edition] (1971)
Get It On - T. Rex
Well you're dirty and sweet Clad in Black Don't look back And I love you You're dirty and sweet oh yea. Well you're slim and you're weak You got the teeth Of the Hydra upon you. You're dirty sweet And you're my girl. Get It On Bang a gong Get It On <Repeat You're built like a car You got a hubcap Diamond star halo You're built like a car Oh yea. You're an untamed youth That's the truth With your cloak full of eagles You're dirty sweet And you're my girl Get It On Bang a gong Get It On <repeat Well you're windy and wild You got the blues I'm your shoes and your stockings. You're windy and wild Oh yeah. You're built like a car You got a hubcap Diamond star halo You're built like a car Oh yea. Get It On Bang a gong Get It On .................... |
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from T. Rex - Electric Warrior [Deluxe Edition] (1971)
Planet Queen
Perchance to dream She used my head Like an exploder The Planet Queen The worlds the same I am to blame She used my head Like a revolver The world's the same Well it's all right Love is what you want Flying saucer take me away Give me your daughter Dragon head Machine of lead Cadillac King Dancer in the midnight Dragon head Planet Queen Perchance to dream She used my head Like a revolver The world's the same |
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from T. Rex - Electric Warrior [Deluxe Edition] (1971)
Girl - T. Rex
O God High in your fields above earth Come and be real for us You with your mind Oh yes you are Beautifully fine O Girl Electric witch you are Limp in society's ditch you are Visually fine Oh yes you are But mentally dying O boy Just like a boat you are Sunk but somehow you float you do Mentally weak Oh yes you are But so much you speak O Girl Electric witch you are Limp in society's ditch you are Visually fine Oh yes you are But mentally dying O God High in your fields above earth Come and be real for us You with your mind Oh yes you are Beautifully fine doo.... |
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from T. Rex - Electric Warrior [Deluxe Edition] (1971)
I love the way you walk
Don't you know you're a cool motivator Love the way you walk Love the way you walk I love the way your eye Doth shine like an Egyptian ruby Love the way it shines Love the way it shines Shine on I love the clothes you wear They're so mean, they're so free, they're so handsome Love the clothes you wear Love the clothes you wear I love the broken crown The one you stole from the King and held for ransom Love the broken crown Love the broken crown I love it I love the golden cat You know the one that you keep in your bedroom Love the golden cat, yeah Love the golden cat I love the velvet hat You know the one that caused a revolution Love the velvet hat Love the velvet hat I love you La-la, la-la-la La-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-LA-la Love the way you walk Love the way you walk La-la, la-la-la La-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-LA-la Love the way you talk Love the way you walk Walk on Oooooh |
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from T. Rex - Electric Warrior [Deluxe Edition] (1971)
I could have loved you girl
Like a planet I could have chained your heart To a star But it really doesn't matter at all No it really doesn't matter at all Life's a gas, I hope it's gonna last I could have built a house On the ocean I could have placed your love In the sky I could have turned you Into a priestess I could have burned Your fate in the sand |
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from T. Rex - Electric Warrior [Deluxe Edition] (1971)
In the moonlight
Fighting with the night It's a rip-off Kissing all the slain I'm bleeding in the rain Such a rip-off Rocking in the nude I'm feeling such a dude It's a rip-off Dancing in the dark With the tramps in the Park It's a rip-off Such a rip-off See your baby's stud Sliding in my mud It's a rip-off Bleached on the beach I want to tickle your peach It's a rip-off Such a rip-off See the girl in dance In her man-skin pants Such a rip-off Terraplane Tommy Wants to bang your gong It's a rip-off Such a rip-off Gypsy girl's good People treat her like a fool It's a rip-off The President's weird He's got burgundy beard It's a rip-off Such a rip-off I'm the King of the highway I'm the Queen of the hop You should see me At the Governor's ball Doing the rip-off bop I'm a social person I'm the creature in disguise There's a man with a whip On his silver lip Living inside my eyes I'm the cat from the alley I'm the fleetfoot voodoo man There's very little that's ever said All of which I understand Caught like skunk In space and time It's a rip-off If it's hers Well it must be mine It's a rip-off Such a rip-off Dancing in the nude Feeling such a dude It's a rip-off Mountings of the moon Remind me of my spoon It's a rip-off Such a rip-off |
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from 발레교습소 (Flying Boys) by 조영욱 [ost] (2004)
to moonn6pence from shootingstar(papayeverte)
Well you're dirty and sweet Clad in black don't look back and I love you You're dirty and sweet, oh yeah Well you're slim and you're weak You've got the teeth of the hydra upon you You're dirty sweet and you're my girl Get it on, bang a gong, get it on Get it on, bang a gong, get it on Well you're built like a car You've got a hub cap diamond star halo You're built like a car, oh yeah Well you're an untamed youth That's the truth with your cloak full of eagles You're dirty sweet and you're my girl Get it on, bang a gong, get it on Get it on, bang a gong, get it on - oh Well you're windy and wild You've got the blues in your shoes and your stockings You're windy and wild, oh yeah Well you're built like a car You've got a hub cap diamond star halo You're dirty sweet and you're my girl Get it on, bang a gong, get it on Get it on, bang a gong, get it on - ooh Well you're dirty and sweet Clad in black, don't look back and I love you You're dirty and sweet, oh yeah Well you dance when you walk So let's dance, take a chance, understand me You're dirty sweet and you're my girl Get it on, bang a gong, get it on Get it on, bang a gong, get it on - ow Get it on, bang a gong, get it on - ow - get it on - mh Get it on, bang a gong, get it on Get it on, bang a gong, get it on Take me, for a meanwhile I'm still thinking . |
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from Lords Of Dogtown (독타운의 제왕들) by Mark Mothersbaugh [ost] (2005)
Friends say it's fine, friends say it's good
Everybody says it's just like rock 'n' roll I move like a cat, charge like a ram Sting like a bee, babe, I wanna be your man Well, it's plain to see you were meant for me, yeah I'm your boy, your 20th century toy Friends say it's fine, my friends say it's good Everybody says it's just like rock 'n' roll Fly like a plane, drive like a car Ball like a hound, babe, I wanna be your man - oh Well, it's plain to see you were meant for me, yeah I'm your toy, your 20th century boy 20th century toy, I wanna be your boy 20th century toy, I wanna be your boy 20th century toy, I wanna be your boy 20th century toy, I wanna be your boy Friends say it's fine, friends say it's good Everybody says it's just like rock 'n' roll Move like a cat, charge like a ram Sting like a bee, babe, I wanna be your man Well it's plain to see you were meant for me, yeah I'm your toy, your 20th century boy 20th century toy, I wanna be your boy 20th century toy, I wanna be your boy 20th century toy, I wanna be your boy 20th century toy, I wanna be your boy |
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from T. Rex - T.Rex (1970)
We are children of Rarn
We've trodden the vales of the sun The child will cry On swans they fly We are the children of Rarn And we are the seekers of space We've seen our master's face It's young and gold And silvery old We are the seekers of space OM. |
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from T. Rex - T.Rex (1970)
I've got a little babe
With jewels upon her lip I've got a little babe With jewels upon her lip Her hair's like a river It's fast and slowly drips She bathes in thunder The elves are under her She bathes in thunder The elves are under her She walks the wind And has a panther With silver fur Her thoughts are gold Her eyes electric blue Her thoughts are gold Her eyes electric blue She sleeps upon the dreams Of me and you. |
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from T. Rex - T.Rex (1970)
I want to give every childe
The chance to dance I want to spread my feet In the silver heat I want to give every man A kingdom fair To hide inside His golden hair I want to give every face A secret place Where to take their tears So there's no disgrace I want to give every childe The chance to dance. |
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from T. Rex - T.Rex (1970)
Light up your face
With all the love within you Say your word Make it heard Light up the wind With all the kings inside you Shout it out Have no doubts For the time of love is now Light up your head With things the children said child Make a start From your heart Light up the world With poems from within you Shout it out Have no doubts For the time of love is now And your days of love Are always in a dream You know. |
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from T. Rex - T.Rex (1970)
If I could have grown
All upon my own If I could have grown I grew If I could have grew I do If I had a throne You could call it home If I cry my tears are yours To open any frozen doors Hey let's do it like we're friends Let's do it do it Hey let's do it like we're friends. |
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from T. Rex - T.Rex (1970)
A root of star
I gave to thee From the canyons of the sea A jewel of frost that was lost In days of dreams when we were free A shield of bronze a thousand gongs That calls the queen of dreams to me A mask of jade I shyly laid To thy form of finery A root of star baby. |
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from T. Rex - T.Rex (1970)
Trucking down by the roadside
Met a man with a starhide He said boy wouldn't you like to look But could it give me love Give me little love from her heart Bopping down by the whirlpool I met a girl she was god's tool I said girl wouldn't you like to rock But could it give me love Give me little love from god's heart Walking down by the westwind I met a boy he was my friend I said boy we could sing it too And we do Give us love Give us little love Give us little love from your hearts And then we'll walk. |
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from T. Rex - T.Rex (1970)
Is it love
Is it love Is it love that makes us rock We're gonna rock We're gonna rock with love Is it love That makes us rock. |
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from T. Rex - T.Rex (1970)
Summer deep is in the hills again
His lady is a lioness Winds of birds blow through the fields again Invaders from the true worlds A coat of grapes is on my back again I ride upon my zebra Pterodactyl beak hat on my brow The truth is like a stranger Be like you could All my friends say. |
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from T. Rex - T.Rex (1970)
One day she came like a seagull woman
One day she came One day she came like a seagull woman One day she came One Day One day we change from children into people One day we change One day she went like a seagull woman |
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from T. Rex - T.Rex (1970)
Love you
Oh girl I do Love you Come the sun See it run Across the sky Cosmic eye Is for you And no one else Love you Oh girl I do Love you Come the sun See it run Across the sky See it cry For you And no one else Tree wizard puretongue The digger of holes The swan king The Elf lord The eater of souls Lithon the black The rider of stars Tyrannosaurus Rex The eater of cars. |
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from T. Rex - T.Rex (1970)
Walking in the woods one day
I met a guy who said that he was magic Wonderful things he said, oh yeah Pointed hat upon his head Knew why people laughed and cried Why they lived and why they di-di-di-di-de-die di-di-di-di-de-die, di-di-di-di-die Shadows followed him around He walked through the woods without a single sound di-di-di-di-de-die, di-di-di-di-de-die, di-di-di-di-die Golden eagles at his door Cats and bats played on the floor Silver sunlight in his eyes The wizard turned and melted in the sky. Walking in the woods one day I met a guy who said that he was magic Wonderful things he said, oh yeah Pointed hat upon his head Knew why people laughed and cried Why they lived and why they di-di-di-di-de-die di-di-di-di-de-die, di-di-di-di-die Shadows followed him around He walked through the woods without a single sound Golden eagles at his door Cats and bats played on the floor Silver sunlight in his eyes The wizard turned and melted in the sky. [Scat to end] |
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from T. Rex - T.Rex (1970)
Ride it on out like a bird in the sky way,
Ride it on out like you were a bird, Fly it all out like an eagle in a sunbeam Ride it all out like you were a bird Wear a tall hat like a Druid in the old days, Wear a tall tat and a tattooed gown, Ride a white swan like the people of the beltane, Wear your hair long babe, you can't go wrong Catch a bright star and place it of you forehead, Say a few speels and there you go. Take a black cat and sit it on you shoulder And in the moring you'll know all you know |
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from T. Rex - T.Rex (1970)
(Eddie Cochran)
Well I'm gonna raise a fuss And I'm gonna raise a holler About workin' all summer Just tryin' to earn a dollar Well, I went to my boss Who governs me He said, "No, dice, bud You gotta work late" Sometime I wonder What I'm gonnna do There ain't no cure For the summertime blues Well, my mom and papa told me Now you better earn some money If one of you is gonna go Ridin' next Sunday Well, I didn't go to work I told my boss I was sick He said, "You can't use the car 'Cause you didn't work a lick" Sometime I wonder What I'm gonnna do There ain't no cure For the summertime blues Gonna save two weeks Gonna have a fine vacation Gonna take my problem To the United Nations Well, I went to my congressman He sent me back a note It said, "Id like to help you, hon But you're too young to vote" Sometime I wonder What I'm gonnna do There ain't no cure For the summertime blues Now there ain't no cure For the summertime blues Now there ain't no cure For the summertime blues |
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My eyes went up
It was sunrise The sky turned black It was noon A ship of the silverest Metal Shadowed out All of the moon A shape That was golden and crimson Extend a claw To my frame I sunk in the sand Like an infant I screamed But my tongue was lame My heart on a platter They'd stolen My eyes Were all fiery flame A sound like sweet dove I did stutter And then the ship Swum the skies again |
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from T. Rex - T.Rex (1970)
If I could have grown
All upon my own If I could have grown I grew If I could have grew I do If I had a throne You could call it home If I cry my tears are yours To open any frozen doors Hey let's do it like we're friends Let's do it do it Hey let's do it like we're friends. |
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from T. Rex - T.Rex (1970)
Met a woman she's spouting prose
She's got luggage eyes and a roman nose Her body is slung from side to side Need a lift she said much obliged I'm riding piggy-back Then I came to her shack We go inside the place it's a mess She said my name's the liquid poetess She unties her mouth And her buckskin dress She drinks from a bottle labelled tenderness I'm in one hand in the other's a can She puts me in the can And smiles through the wall I got the horror's cos I'm one inch tall Next thing I know's a girl by my side Dressed in a bayleaf she's trying to hide I asked her name she said Germaine Do the rock do the one inch rock. |
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from T. Rex - T.Rex (1970)
One day she came like a seagull woman
One day she came One day she came like a seagull woman One day she came One Day One day we change from children into people One day we change One day she went like a seagull woman |
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from T. Rex - T.Rex (1970)
Walking in the woods one day
I met a guy who said that he was magic Wonderful things he said, oh yeah Pointed hat upon his head Knew why people laughed and cried Why they lived and why they di-di-di-di-de-die di-di-di-di-de-die, di-di-di-di-die Shadows followed him around He walked through the woods without a single sound di-di-di-di-de-die, di-di-di-di-de-die, di-di-di-di-die Golden eagles at his door Cats and bats played on the floor Silver sunlight in his eyes The wizard turned and melted in the sky. Walking in the woods one day I met a guy who said that he was magic Wonderful things he said, oh yeah Pointed hat upon his head Knew why people laughed and cried Why they lived and why they di-di-di-di-de-die di-di-di-di-de-die, di-di-di-di-die Shadows followed him around He walked through the woods without a single sound Golden eagles at his door Cats and bats played on the floor Silver sunlight in his eyes The wizard turned and melted in the sky. [Scat to end] |
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from T. Rex - T.Rex (1970)
We are children of Rarn
We've trodden the vales of the sun The child will cry On swans they fly We are the children of Rarn And we are the seekers of space We've seen our master's face It's young and gold And silvery old We are the seekers of space OM. |
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from T. Rex - The Slider (1999)
Metal Guru - T. Rex
Metal Guru is it you Metal Guru is it you Sitting there in your armour plated chair Metal Guru is it true Metal Guru is it true All alone without a telephone Metal Guru could it be You're gonna bring my baby to me She'll be wild you know A rock'n'roll child Metal Guru has it been Just like a silver-studded sabre-tooth dream I'll be clean you know Pollution machine Metal Guru is it you Metal Guru is it you ...... Metal Guru could it be You're gonna bring my baby to me She'll be wild you know A rock'n'roll child Metal Guru is it you Metal Guru is it you .........yeah yeah yeah....Metal Guru is it you ....... |
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from T. Rex - The Slider (1999)
Mystic Lady byT. Rex
Baby mystic lady You do own my night Put my dogs to fright Yea yea yea yea yea Riding sliding sorceress In your dungarees Got me on my knees The people in your life are cruel Keep on riding that hard road The lovers in your life are few Keep on riding that hard road Pleasant crescent moon Fills my heart with pain Fills my toes with rain Oh bobby you're a hobby With the learned ones Like a setting sun |
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from T. Rex - The Slider (1999)
I've been down there
Everybody's been there Everyone everyone Desolation angel On the cover of my paper Loves everyone everyone everyone Rock on rock on yea yea... Mild mouthed rita She's a chevy chase cheetah Loves everyone everyone... everyone Teddy's going steady He's a silver-plated poet Loves everyone everyone Rock on rock on yea yea... Prophet pumped the car-scar Deeper only sweeter Loves everyone everyone everyone......... |
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from T. Rex - The Slider (1999)
The Slider - T. Rex
I could never understand The wind at all Was like a ball of love I could never never see The cosmic sea Was like a bumblebee And when i'm sad I slide I have never never kissed A car before It's like a door I have always always Grown my own before All schools are strange And when i'm sad I slide .. I have never never Nailed a nose before That's hwo the garden grows I could never understand The wind at all Was like a ball of love And when i'm sad I slide Watch now I'm gonna slide |
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from T. Rex - The Slider (1999)
Baby Boomerang - T. Rex
Slim lined sheik faced Angel of the night In the graveyard of the night New york witch in the dungeon Of the day I'm trying to write my novel All you do is play Mice pie dog-eye Eagle on the wind I'm searching through this garbage Looking for a friend Your uncle with an alligator Chained to his leg Dangles you your freedom Then he offers you his bed It seems to me to dream Is something too wild In max's kansas city You a belladonna child Riding on the higways On the gateways to the south You're talking with your boots And you're walking with your mouth Baby boomerang baby boomerang You never spike a person But you always bang the whole gang Thank you ma'am |
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from T. Rex - The Slider (1999)
Spaceball Ricochet - T. Rex
I'm just a man I understand the wind And all the things That make the children cry With my les paul I know i'm small But i enjoy living Anyway Book after book I get hooked Everytime the writer Talks to me like a friend What can i do We just live in a zoo All i do is play The spaceball ricochet Deep in my heart There's a house That can hold Almost all of you I brought a car It was old but kind I gave it my mind And it disappeared I love a girl She is a changeless angel She's a city it's a pity That i'm like me I said how can i lay When all i do is play The spaceball ricochet |
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from T. Rex - The Slider (1999)
Buick Mackane - T. Rex
Buick buick buick mackane Will you Buick mackane will you be my Girl Rainy lady, queen of the rock Will you help me to roll Help me roll, to my soul Slide slider You're just a sexual glider You're just a sexual glider Be my plane in the rain |
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from T. Rex - The Slider (1999)
Telegram Sam - T. Rex
I could never understand The wind at all Was like a ball of love I could never never see The cosmic sea Was like a bumble bee And when I'm sad I slide. I have never never kissed A car before It's like a door I have always always Grown my own before All schools are strange And when I'm sad I slide. I have never never Nailed a nose before That's how the garden grows I could never understand The wind at all Was like a ball of love And when I'm sad I Slide Watch now I'm gonna slide |
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from T. Rex - The Slider (1999)
Rabbit Fighter - T. Rex
Shady politician in my bed Tying bolts of lightning to his head Call me rabbit fighter you know it's true 'cos babe i'll rabbit fight all over you Tramp king of the city he's my friend Moondog's just a prophet to the end Call me rabbit fighter you knoiw it's true 'cos babe i'll rabbit fight all over you I saw a dude unscrewed and badly turned Laughing 'cos he'd gotten what he'd earned Call me rabbit fighter you know it's true 'cos babe i'll rabbit fight all over you Call me rabbit fighter Jo jo don't you know |
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from T. Rex - The Slider (1999)
Baby Strange - T. Rex
I see you walking I see you talking With all of my friends I'm shadowed under you're like some thunder I wanna be your friend I wanna call you I wanna ball you all night long In winds of passion my whip is lashing I wanna get you and then Oooo you're strange Don't lame me baby strage Don't lame me baby The city's shaking I ain't faking baby this is the end I'm overloaded my head's exploded I wanna get you and then |
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from T. Rex - The Slider (1999)
You gonna look fine
Be primed for dancing You're gonna trip and glide All on the trembling plane Your diamond hands Will be stacked with roses And wind and cars And people of the past I'll call you thing Just when the moon sings And place your face in stone Upon the hill of stars And gripped in the arms Of the changeless madman We'll dance our lives away In the Ballrooms of Mars You talk about day I'm talking 'bout night time When the monsters call out The names of men Bob Dylan knows And I bet Alan Freed did There are things in night That are better not to behold You dance With your lizard leather boots on And pull the strings That change the faces of men You diamond browed hag You're a gutter-gaunt gangster John Lennon knows your name And I've seen his |
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from T. Rex - The Slider (1999)
Chariot Choogle - T. Rex
Girl you are a groove You're like the planets when you move See the winter' coming In a two finned caddy Gonna walk upon the waters Go oooo yea Girl you gotta cook You got the chariot by the hook I'm riding in the rain Got my blue suede shoes Gonna give up all my pain And go ooooo yea Baby you know who you are Baby you know who you are Don't you know who you are Standing on your porch You wear your pleasure like a torch Hiding in the road Like a paolini toad Gonna give up all my load And go oooo yea |
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Yeah
Baby I wanna walk you home Oh baby I wanna walk you home There's a shadow in the bedroom And I'm scared to sleep alone Baby doesn't everybody weep Oh baby doesn't everybody weep I'd slide up there beside you But my nightmare's oh too steep Yeah Baby I wanna buy you a Cadillac Baby I wanna buy you a Cadillac I bought it with my song But you say that you're gonna give it back Yeah Baby I love you baby I love you baby I love you baby |
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from T. Rex - The Slider (1999)
I was walking down the skyway my way
When I saw the legs that I love I was thinking about drinking something When I saw the legs that I love I bought a car 'twas a low slung thunderwing It moved like the sun of the dawn My little baby she's a tip-a-toed vamp rider She moves like the sun of the dawn Ooh Yeah, get it on Do your thing, love on the Thunderwing Do your thing, love on the Thunderwing Yeah Get it on, get it on whooo Well my wings had grooves And my baseball boots bounce When I hear the music I love A soapbox chord was the start of my wandering when I hear the music I love |
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from T. Rex - The Slider (1999)
Lady, like a like a lady like a like a
I'm gonna give all my love to you Lady, like a like a lady like a like a I'm gonna dance ill the rain for you Got you feeling, mama Got the feeling, mama Got to dream about it, yeah, yeah Shaking, my bones are aching I'm like a scampering train for you Baby, like a like a baby like a like a I'm gonna give my pain to you |
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from T. Rex - My People Were Fair... (2004)
Hot rod mama moving like a motor cycle devil in a race
Blown out my mind, I can't keep up the pace I'm selling all my midnight, still broke and living on the ground My gone little mama cut out without a sound With my greased-up levis, baseball boots above my head If it wasn't such a tragedy I might wish I was dead She took my ice-cream mustang and my purple coloured dodeville She even took my panpipes and my elixir of life pill |
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from T. Rex - My People Were Fair... (2004)
Smile your smile Mister Scenescof
Its not hard to have run off On a physical ride With my babe by your side Smile your smile for a while It was grand to have known her It was grand to have known her I don't need anyone To dictate all my fun Smile your smile and then run |
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from T. Rex - My People Were Fair... (2004)
Mountain eyes, peeping out of his head
Sipping tea composing in his bed A hundred hands working on a musical of old Debussy and Mendelssohn Handel and Dvorak of old Child star protege of Mister Gormez Who said you'd go far Child star, they do not see just what a precious gem you'd be Sad to see them watching you fade into invisibility Twelve years old, your elvish fingers kiss your Beethoven hair The awesome people stare They're unaware of all the angel sounds they see and hear Debussy and Mendelssohn Handel and Dvorak of old Child star protege of Mister Gormez Who said you'd go far Child star and when you died at just thirteen they wept and wrung their hair Sad to see them mourning you when you are there Within the flowers and the trees |
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from T. Rex - My People Were Fair... (2004)
Saw a face in a conical of lace, it was a strange orchestra
Mannequin skin pounding on a bass-drum, strange orchestra Lilliputian, evil in the eyes of the man with the leaf harp He lusts for the urchin hiding under mountains of moleskin A big cat like t-tyrannosaurus going to Lilliput The ensemble make a tiny rumble, the celloist solos The sky blackens and the bass string slackens and they stand statuesquely Then they giggle and they wiggle through the door in the big dark oak tree |
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from T. Rex - My People Were Fair... (2004)
Broken English words cracked the air like a bell
She had a chateau in Virginia Waters Free from all those culture vultures Her silver car a silver cloud cloaked the air in a shroud Her pearly author's teeth tore the seasoned cedar coloured pheasant Her one rich wish is to write a book about A Venetian mother's problems on a barge in little Venice She peers at the portrait of her poetess grandmother Who's theatrical in character Wise just like Socrates She sinks her nails into the aged canvas But the power from the wordster's head was cool and shrill and frightening Miss Drag is intermingled with the powder-blue chaise lounge She types some acid words to her hairless Havana art dealer Her one rich wish is to write a book about a chateau in Virginia Waters Free from all those culture vultures |
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from T. Rex - My People Were Fair... (2004)
I saw a little man who had a toy trumpet
He sat on a stone with his lips to the mouthpiece He was deaf dumb and blind so he couldn't quite make it When out of the horn came a solid silver genie Who was made just to make the little man happy As the man made sounds the genie painted fluid, Mind-blowing visions on the little man's brain-box Everybody small with no lips to play the trumpet Everybody living inside a giant deaf aid Everybody's eyes crucified to the tapestry Woven by the giant with the solid silver genie Who plays the trumpet |
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from T. Rex - My People Were Fair... (2004)
M-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-my Mustang Ford
My Baby she knows I'm on a scene My baby keeps asking where I've been My baby's guessing that I'm messing It's all put together with alligator leather. My Baby she knows I'm no fool My baby she says hey keep cool My baby don't realise I'm hypnotised It's all put together with alligator leather M-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-my Mustang Ford |
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from T. Rex - My People Were Fair... (2004)
Afghan woman, deemed a princess
Born a true blue thoroughbred Head a chiselled face of fables Omen of no ill Hills that spread around your chamber Blooms that twine around your ears Blossoms of the royalest texture angel of the years Clad in sacks and scraps of linen Living 'neath your waterwell Praying that my youthy pauper's face Will quench you well Gazelle girl striding through your palace Precious jewels nestle in your hair Rameses born with platinum future Take my heart and care. |
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from T. Rex - My People Were Fair... (2004)
Night comes down just like a giant umbrella
Slows me down, got to get it together Saxophone sage plays upon her doorstep Evening's lies are dying all around him Head of plumes and crimson ostrich feathers 8th Hussars' manners gush out of my bloodstream, my queen Clad in drag of oriental beggar Ju-ju beads holding me all together |
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from T. Rex - My People Were Fair... (2004)
Hot rod mama moving like a motor cycle devil in a race
Blown out my mind, I can't keep up the pace I'm selling all my midnight, still broke and living on the ground My gone little mama cut out without a sound With my greased-up levis, baseball boots above my head If it wasn't such a tragedy I might wish I was dead She took my ice-cream mustang and my purple coloured dodeville She even took my panpipes and my elixir of life pill |
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from T. Rex - My People Were Fair... (2004)
Smile your smile Mister Scenescof
Its not hard to have run off On a physical ride With my babe by your side Smile your smile for a while It was grand to have known her It was grand to have known her I don't need anyone To dictate all my fun Smile your smile and then run |
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from T. Rex - My People Were Fair... (2004)
Mountain eyes, peeping out of his head
Sipping tea composing in his bed A hundred hands working on a musical of old Debussy and Mendelssohn Handel and Dvorak of old Child star protege of Mister Gormez Who said you'd go far Child star, they do not see just what a precious gem you'd be Sad to see them watching you fade into invisibility Twelve years old, your elvish fingers kiss your Beethoven hair The awesome people stare They're unaware of all the angel sounds they see and hear Debussy and Mendelssohn Handel and Dvorak of old Child star protege of Mister Gormez Who said you'd go far Child star and when you died at just thirteen they wept and wrung their hair Sad to see them mourning you when you are there Within the flowers and the trees |
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from T. Rex - My People Were Fair... (2004)
Broken English words cracked the air like a bell
She had a chateau in Virginia Waters Free from all those culture vultures Her silver car a silver cloud cloaked the air in a shroud Her pearly author's teeth tore the seasoned cedar coloured pheasant Her one rich wish is to write a book about A Venetian mother's problems on a barge in little Venice She peers at the portrait of her poetess grandmother Who's theatrical in character Wise just like Socrates She sinks her nails into the aged canvas But the power from the wordster's head was cool and shrill and frightening Miss Drag is intermingled with the powder-blue chaise lounge She types some acid words to her hairless Havana art dealer Her one rich wish is to write a book about a chateau in Virginia Waters Free from all those culture vultures |
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from T. Rex - My People Were Fair... (2004)
I saw a little man who had a toy trumpet
He sat on a stone with his lips to the mouthpiece He was deaf dumb and blind so he couldn't quite make it When out of the horn came a solid silver genie Who was made just to make the little man happy As the man made sounds the genie painted fluid, Mind-blowing visions on the little man's brain-box Everybody small with no lips to play the trumpet Everybody living inside a giant deaf aid Everybody's eyes crucified to the tapestry Woven by the giant with the solid silver genie Who plays the trumpet |
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from T. Rex - My People Were Fair... (2004)
M-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-my Mustang Ford
My Baby she knows I'm on a scene My baby keeps asking where I've been My baby's guessing that I'm messing It's all put together with alligator leather. My Baby she knows I'm no fool My baby she says hey keep cool My baby don't realise I'm hypnotised It's all put together with alligator leather M-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-m-my Mustang Ford |
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from T. Rex - My People Were Fair... (2004)
Afghan woman, deemed a princess
Born a true blue thoroughbred Head a chiselled face of fables Omen of no ill Hills that spread around your chamber Blooms that twine around your ears Blossoms of the royalest texture angel of the years Clad in sacks and scraps of linen Living 'neath your waterwell Praying that my youthy pauper's face Will quench you well Gazelle girl striding through your palace Precious jewels nestle in your hair Rameses born with platinum future Take my heart and care. |
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from T. Rex - My People Were Fair... (2004)
Night comes down just like a giant umbrella
Slows me down, got to get it together Saxophone sage plays upon her doorstep Evening's lies are dying all around him Head of plumes and crimson ostrich feathers 8th Hussars' manners gush out of my bloodstream, my queen Clad in drag of oriental beggar Ju-ju beads holding me all together |
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Sitting all alone, looking at the throne of the one I used to love
Sitting all alone, looking at the stone of my lovely inca love The huntress stands, with peacock hands she'd take me to where she lie She sighs so deep, it rocks the river of her stomach sky The oval moon, it tans the faun who holds grapes for my love Sitting all alone, sitting in the throne of my lovely inca love Hare krishna I come from a time where the burning of trees was a crime, I lived by a sea where to be was a thing of true joy, My people were fair and had sky in their hair, But now they're content to wear stars on their brows. |
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Mountain eyes, peeping out of his head
Sipping tea composing in his bed A hundred hands working on a musical of old Debussy and Mendelssohn Handel and Dvorak of old Child star protege of Mister Gormez Who said you'd go far Child star, they do not see just what a precious gem you'd be Sad to see them watching you fade into invisibility Twelve years old, your elvish fingers kiss your Beethoven hair The awesome people stare They're unaware of all the angel sounds they see and hear Debussy and Mendelssohn Handel and Dvorak of old Child star protege of Mister Gormez Who said you'd go far Child star and when you died at just thirteen they wept and wrung their hair Sad to see them mourning you when you are there Within the flowers and the trees |
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from T. Rex - My People Were Fair... (2004)
Broken English words cracked the air like a bell
She had a chateau in Virginia Waters Free from all those culture vultures Her silver car a silver cloud cloaked the air in a shroud Her pearly author's teeth tore the seasoned cedar coloured pheasant Her one rich wish is to write a book about A Venetian mother's problems on a barge in little Venice She peers at the portrait of her poetess grandmother Who's theatrical in character Wise just like Socrates She sinks her nails into the aged canvas But the power from the wordster's head was cool and shrill and frightening Miss Drag is intermingled with the powder-blue chaise lounge She types some acid words to her hairless Havana art dealer Her one rich wish is to write a book about a chateau in Virginia Waters Free from all those culture vultures |
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from T. Rex - My People Were Fair... (2004)
Dug a re dug n dug a re dug etc.
Oh Debora, always look like a zebra Your sunken face is like a galleon Clawed with mysteries of the Spanish Main, oh Debora... Dug a re dug etc. (Ex tempore) Debora Oh Debora, always dress like a conjuror It's fine to see your young face hiding 'Neath the stallion that I'm riding, Debora... (Ex tempore) Dug a re dug etc. (Ex tempore) Debora Dug a re dug n dug a re dug etc. Oh Debora, you look like a stallion Oh Debora, you look like a stallion Your sunken face is like a galleon Clawed with mysteries of the Spanish Main Oh Debora |
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from T. Rex - Prophets, Seers And Sages The Angels Of The Ages (2004)
Dug & redug & dug & redug redug.
O Debora you look like a zebra Your sunken lace is like a galleon Clawed with mysteries of the Spanish main O Debora. O Debora you're always dressed like a conjurer It's fine to see your young face smiling 'Neath the stallion that I'm riding O Debora. Debora you look like a stallion. |
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