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from Mott The Hoople, Mott The Hoople - Brain Capers (1971)
How long 'fore you realise you swing How long 'fore you realise you sting From the good to the bad to the ugly change How long 'fore you start to rearrange How long how long 'fore you realise that all's strange How long will it take to turn you around How long will it take to bend you down It makes you believe in the [real] exchange How long will it take for me to rearrange How long how long 'fore you realise that all's strange Well i don't care what the people may say I don't give a - anyway I don't care what the people may say I don't care what the people may say I don't give a - anyway I don't care what the people may say How long 'fore you realise what you missed How long 'fore we we get out and may get pissed You get all the books from the corn exchange Really mad at this outrage How long how long 'fore you realise that all's strange I don't care what the people may say I don't give a - anyway I don't care what the people may say I don't care what the people may say I don't give a - anyway I don't care what the people may say How long How long How long How long Won't you tell me how long Won't you tell me how long Won't you tell me how long Won't you tell me how long How long will it take How long will it take How long will it take (yeah) How long will it take |
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from Mott The Hoople, Mott The Hoople - Brain Capers (1971)
I've been sitting here thinking When i started out drinking I went on to the dope surely just to change my life I cried a tear and a beer for me I lost everything near and dear to me Namely my children and my wife I've an idea of having a good time Was sitting up there with my head between my knees Well i knew everything there was to know Everything except which way to go I cried oh god please take me will you take me please (yeah) many a time (well i) swore up and down I don't need none of this junk that's a floating round I could quit - let me finish what i've got After all this stuff sure costs a lot Then i get my feet back on the ground Now i can't tell nobody how to live their life Even though inside we're all the same All these things are toys i was playing with You know, you know we're all losers in the end (well now) since i've been straight I haven't been in my cups I ain't shooting downs i ain't using ups You know i'm still as crazy as a loon Even though i don't run out and cop a spoon Thank the good lord god well i've had enough I've got a friend and his name is robertson He told me "don't need to be stoned to know a friend Believe me you're all beautiful people just the way you are Tell me, what has that stuff done for you so far?" I've been sitting here thinking i've been winking i've been blinking Well i don't have to sit around no more on the nod With my head in the air (you know) I can do anything i can do it straight i can do it so much better now Its gotta start Right here in your own back yard Yes it's gotta start back your own b |
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from Mott The Hoople, Mott The Hoople - Brain Capers (1971)
Darkness darkness be my pillow Take my hand let me sleep In the coolness of your shadow In the silence of your deep Darkness darkness hide my yearning For the things that cannot be Keep my mind from constant turning Toward the things that cannot see (no, no) Darkness darkness long and lonesome With the day that brings my happiness I have found the edge of silence Oh i am in depths of fear Darkness darkness be my blanket Cover me with the endless night Take away take away the pain of your way Fill the emptiness with light (na na na na) Darkness darkness be my pillow Take my hand let me sleep In the coolness of your shadow In the silence of your deep Darkness darkness hide my yearning For the things that cannot be Keep my mind keep my mind from constant turning Toward the things that cannot see |
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from Mott The Hoople, Mott The Hoople - Brain Capers (1971)
All the changes they will take their time In the morning dust they'll begin to rise Halfway to a borderline Well i can see the end For the very first time Well i know i lost just a little bit on the journey When my mind's been split by little things that didn't fit on the way Oh i know i lost just a little bit on the journey 'cos i'm trying so hard to get going There's a man on a bridge called suicide And he hides his head while the coast is dark And the river drags and the water sways Oh his rags've seen better days And i guess he lost just a little bit on the journey For his mind was split by little things that didn't fit on the way (oh) yes i know he lost just a little bit on the journey For every gift he had to give For every life (yeah) he had to live Well they meant nothing without her to guide him on his way Well he told her he was a leader Of a well respected [load] But when he tried to leave her Well she looked right down her nose Many times he tried to make her believe in herself But she wouldn't listen to a word he said Well he followed her though the darkness All the chances i take He followed her though the wilderness Her mystery to break Many times he tried to make her believe in herself But she wouldn't listen to a word he said So for 40 days and for 40 nights Well they tied my [ways] they can see the light And the angel screamed in my nightmare ride And the changes left (yeah) but they will take their time And i guess i lost just a little bit on the journey Yes i know i lost just a little bit on the way I know i lost just a little bit on t |
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from Mott The Hoople, Mott The Hoople - Brain Capers (1971)
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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from Mott The Hoople, Mott The Hoople - Brain Capers (1971)
I know you have a second love Another one you're thinking of What is there now that i can do I'll always feel the same for you Why does it have to be this way Maybe before we'll change some day I only hope that you will stay Can't keep going on this way Well if you go away from me girl Well i know that you're not the one to blame When i see the tears come running from your eyes It'll make you start It'll make you start to realise I'm crossed between your second love It ain't just me you're thinking of And what is there now that i can do I'll always feel the same about you |
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from Mott The Hoople, Mott The Hoople - Brain Capers (1971)
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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from Mott The Hoople, Mott The Hoople - Brain Capers (1971)
This isn't a song in the true sense of the word - it is an end-of-session jam (sounds a bit like 'the journey'); but i have included it anyway. This has been The mott the hoople Light orchestra, [who've] been Playing some goodies And some newies And some oldies And some filthies And some weirdies And some queries Just for you |
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from Mott The Hoople, Mott The Hoople - Wildlife (1971)
The willow in the wind is gently weeping
No city lights tonight for she is sleeping But in a little while she will awake and gently smile My angel of Eighth Avenue, Manhattan morning. Somewhere a siren sounds and she is turning She moves my arm around 'cause she is burning She has so much to give but so little time to live My angel of Eighth Avenue, Manhattan morning. As I look down the streets are slowly forming And the ladies of the night have start performing And the trash-collectors horn salutes the dawning And soon the workward bound will they wake up yawning And soft warm hands behind that give no warning Tell me, for just one hour have I been learning I have so much to say but so little time to stay With my angel of Eighth Avenue, Manhattan morning With my angel of Eighth Avenue, Manhattan morning |
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from Mott The Hoople, Mott The Hoople - Wildlife (1971)
I was born on the wrong side of the river
Where the sun never shone on my brass Though the seasons were rapidly changing Oh the best things were coming too fast I was waving the flag of indifference Never knowing the real reason why Casting doubt on my uncertain future It was time for a sudden goodbye I was born on the wrong side of the river Where the sun never shone on my breast Though the seasons were rapidly changing Oh the best things were coming too fast |
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from Mott The Hoople, Mott The Hoople - Wildlife (1971)
We were so close there was no room
We bled inside each other's wounds We all caught the same disease We all sang our songs of peace Lay down, lay down, let it all down Let your bright face smile up at the ones who stand and frown Lay down, lay down, let it all down Let your bright face smile up at the ones who stand and frown Oh raise the candles high 'cos if you don't we can't stand black against the light Oh raise them high again 'cos if you do we can stand dry against the rain Lay down, lay down, let it all down Let your bright face smile up at the ones who stand and frown Lay down, lay down, let it all down Let your bright face smile up at the ones who stand and frown We were so close there was no room We bled inside each other's wounds We all caught the same disease We all sang our songs of peace Some came to sing some came to pray Some came to keep the night away Oh raise the candles high 'cos if you don't we can't stand black against the light Oh raise them high again 'cos if you do we can stand dry against the rain Lay down, lay down, let it all down Let your bright face smile up at the ones who stand and frown Lay down, lay down, let it all down Let your bright face smile up at the ones who stand and frown Lay down, lay down, let it all down Let your bright face smile up at the ones who stand and frown Lay down, lay down, let it all down Let your bright face smile up at the ones who stand and frown |
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from Mott The Hoople, Mott The Hoople - Wildlife (1971)
You can call on me whenever you need me
Hanging around never did any good And I want you to know the way that I feel Is good inside Oh oh oh oh oh It must be love I can see the garden of light all around me Cursin' in songs from those evergreen trees (?) And no one can say I'm a natural fool For walkin' this way Oh oh oh oh oh It must be love Love love love Love love love Love love love It must be love When you smile at me I can see all the stars at night Succulent moonlight is stroking your hair And I want you to know the way that I feel Is good inside Oh oh oh oh oh It must be love Love love love Love love love Love love love It must be love Love love love Love love love Love love love It must be love (That one's for you, Brian) |
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from Mott The Hoople, Mott The Hoople - Wildlife (1971)
The original mixed-up kid
Sleeps with the ladies all night Home in the morning light To nothin' Climbs in to an empty bed Pillows around his head Hide the tears he sheds For no one And Byron said Happiness is born its twin In those who share, for they will always win But what about the man who tries so hard But his heart is locked within The original mixed-up kid Must have been at the end of the line When they gave out the forms to sign For someone And he can't make up his mind where he wants to go Ain't there a heaven ain't there a hell well he just don't know For in a crowded street he can see the sleet When the other men just see the snow The original mixed-up kid be on your conscience bound (?) For you turned him upside down for nothin' |
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from Mott The Hoople, Mott The Hoople - Wildlife (1971)
Maybe I'm just a loser
Maybe it's because my boots ain't as clean as they could be Came to town with an even chance I'm feeling down the people I meet ain't fair to me Gave it a try but now I'm ready to cry And run back to the place where I was raised Maybe I'm just unfortunate Maybe I'm alone in thinking that I've got a lot to say Too far in to be anywhere Lost in the place where nobody seems to know the way Gave it a try but now I'm ready to cry And run back to the place where I was raised Home is where I wanna be Home is where you'll always see Friendly faces that'll never turn you down Or say goodbye Maybe I'm just a loser Maybe it's because my boots ain't as clean as they could be Came to town with an even chance I'm feeling down the people I meet ain't fair to me Gave it a try but now I'm ready to cry And run back to the place where I was raised Home is where I wanna be Home is where you'll always see Friendly faces that'll never turn you down Or say goodbye |
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from Mott The Hoople, Mott The Hoople - Wildlife (1971)
You keep a knockin' but you can't come in
You keep a knockin' but you can't come in You keep a knockin' but you can't come in Come back tomorrow night try it again You say you love me but you can't come in You say you love me but you can't come in You say you love me but you can't come in Come back tomorrow night try it again You keep a knockin' but you can't come in You keep a knockin' but you can't come in You keep a knockin' but you can't come in Come back tomorrow night try it again Ah Yeah Oh You say you love me but you can't come in You say you love me but you can't come in You say you love me but you can't come in Come back tomorrow night try it again You keep a knockin' but you can't come in You keep a knockin' but you can't come in You keep a knockin' but you can't come in Come back tomorrow night try it again Come on Ohh ah Yeah Wah hey Listen Contrary to what various people say This is the best pos-, this is the best possible form of music there ever was Just this It's all a load of bullshit You can, can play a guitar, you can ??? It's got nothing to do with it, this is what it's ??? Well I got a woman mean as she can be I got a woman just as mean as she can be right Sometime I'm thinking come over here with me I said shake baby shake I said shake baby shake Come on Now shake baby shake I'm thinking there's a whole lot of shakin' goin' on This is a number called 'What Did I Say', by Jerry Lee Lewis And we'd like you to answer him, get into it you know-a |
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from Mott The Hoople, Mott The Hoople - Mad Shadows (1970)
Will there come a time when sorrow's hard to find
And all those nursery rhymes will find a meaning There's got to be a change, thoughts to rearrange Does it seem so strange to try redeeming Only time will show if the unrelenting blow That's cast from down below does strike the ceiling Life must still go on whatever's right or wrong Realise what's gone and was never healing |
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from Mott The Hoople, Mott The Hoople - Mad Shadows (1970)
No wheels to ride
No wheels to travel No tracks to take on down The road I walk is getting heavy But I must still go on And in the night I hear the calling As the train goes by Then all I hear is my footsteps falling Upon the tears I cry (yeah) If I could find a better way to get to you You know that I would No money lines my pockets now But by the spring you know that it should Well I just cant wait to catch that greyhound bus That will take me back right to your side (oh oh) Can't get enough Can't get enough I can't get enough of your love (baby) (whoa) (hey) So I'll go on making time 'Til I can see a way Maybe tomorrow I'll find a future Baby all I can say If I can find a better way to get to you You know that I will Nobody rides my pockets now But by the spring you know yes you know that they will And someday soon I'll see you there waiting at the station just for me (oh) I just can't wait I just can't wait I just can't wait For you to get back (home) (oh please) |
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from Mott The Hoople, Mott The Hoople - Mad Shadows (1970)
(ian hunter)
Well you know the way we go And you know the way we see Grateful for the chosen road Nice to have the memories And you know we won't forget you And you know we'll always care We won't follow no superstitions We ain't running anywhere (hey) Thankyou for the way you've been Each and every night Thankyou for most everything Thankyou baby, thankyou baby Thankyou baby, thankyou baby You are one of us yes you are (hey hey you know you know) You are one of us yes you are (yes everywhere we go) (and it's everywhere we've seen) You are one of us yes you are (ooo yeah) (everything we do) (thankyou) (I said thankyou) (I said thankyou) |
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from Mott The Hoople, Mott The Hoople - Mad Shadows (1970)
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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from Mott The Hoople, Mott The Hoople - Mad Shadows (1970)
(ian hunter)
Well I know this life is real If I close my eyes I see All around mw worlds of a million ways But still I feel The truth is here in me It does not matter what you see For my face is living on borrowed time But still I feel I can feel (I'm telling you baby) I can feel I can feel So bury me alone You can take your flowers home For there ain't no peace in this world that I know But I can feel Baby baby I can feel (whoa) I can feel (I'm telling you oh) I can feel (whoa) (oh yeah) I can feel (whoa) I can feel I can feel I can feel (come on) I can feel (whoa) I can feel |
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from Mott The Hoople, Mott The Hoople - Mad Shadows (1970)
(mick ralphs)
Sitting here alone again Wondering where it is Can't begin to figure out The reason for our mess Maybe theres no cause or comfort In the way we live Forget about the way we got here It's hard enough to live And you are what you are You are what you are You are what you are yes you are You can see the answers all around Any chosen day Life is always what you make of it Find a better way Look to find the best in people Do what you want to do Treat yourself as any other 'cause everyone is you And you are what you are You are what you are You are what you are yes you are (oh oh hey hey) |
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from Mott The Hoople, Mott The Hoople - Mad Shadows (1970)
When my mind's gone
All I do is sit and think And the days go by I don't remember anything And yesterday becomes tomorrow And I can see the day after tomorrow I can even see next year When my mind's gone When my mind's gone And the time goes fast And the shadows fly away If this feeling lasts Then I won't have to find a thing to say What once was clean is now unclean What once was straight is now unstraight What once was free is now unfree What once was cold is now uncold What once was me is now not me When my mind's gone When both my minds gone When all of my mind's gone When my mind's gone So I'll take my secrets I'll take them with me to my grave And if I'm taking yours Then I will try to make it safe There ain't nothing going right There ain't even nothing going wrong that's right And day is day And night ain't night And night is day And day is night And spring is summer And autumn's winter When my mind's gone When my mind's gone When my mind's gone Everything's gone When my mind's gone When my mind's gone When my mind's gone When my mind's gone |
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from Mott The Hoople - All The Young Dudes (1972)
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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from Mott The Hoople - All The Young Dudes (1972)
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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from Mott The Hoople - All The Young Dudes (1972)
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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from Mott The Hoople - All The Young Dudes (1972)
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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from Mott The Hoople - All The Young Dudes (1972)
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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from Mott The Hoople - All The Young Dudes (1972)
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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from Mott The Hoople - All The Young Dudes (1972)
Too many people about Telling me what to do with myself It's hard to get around Walking on soft soft ground Well they can say what they feel Cause I'm completely foreign I know it's clear It's putting my mind my mind at ease She's reliable but demanding She orders me about She often keeps on wanting 'Til the morning light is out Too many mouths Arguing over nothing Its hard to get around Walking on soft soft ground |
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from Mott The Hoople - All The Young Dudes (1972)
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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from Mott The Hoople - All The Young Dudes (1972)
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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from Mott The Hoople - All The Young Dudes (1972)
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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from Mott The Hoople - All The Young Dudes (1972)
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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from Mott The Hoople - All The Young Dudes (1972)
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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from Mott The Hoople - All The Young Dudes (1972)
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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from Mott The Hoople - All The Young Dudes (1972)
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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from Mott The Hoople - All The Young Dudes (1972)
Too many people about
Telling me what to do with myself It's hard to get around Walking on soft soft ground Well they can say what they feel Cause I'm completely foreign I know it's clear It's putting my mind my mind at ease She's reliable but demanding She orders me about She often keeps on wanting 'Til the morning light is out Too many mouths Arguing over nothing Its hard to get around Walking on soft soft ground |
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from Mott The Hoople - All The Young Dudes (1972)
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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from Mott The Hoople - All The Young Dudes (1972)
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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from Mott The Hoople - All The Young Dudes (1972)
Momma's little jewel, just left school.
Fresh from the nuns who made you. I don't know why, but I'm gonna try to re-incelibate you. True when I hold you near, and I Come even when I'm on the run, and I'm Wearing Black Scorpio faces, when I Come in the noonday sun. 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 But don't bite the hand that makes you Laugh in the evening when I Catch you in the (?) Wearing Black Scorpio eyes, when I Come in the morning sun What you want I can't buy Why don't you try it my way What you look for ain't in the book And I'm gonna show you someday You won't rise, you won't shine You won't bleed if you try, boys You got brains if your luck changes You'll have to play with my toys True when I hold you near, and I Come even when I'm on the run, and I'm Wearing Black Scorpio faces, when I Come in the noonday sun, and I Laugh in the evening when I Catch you in the (?) Wearing Black Scorpio faces, when I Come in the morning sun Momma's, Momma's little Jewel Momma's, Momma's little jew-ew-ew-ew-ew Momma's, Momma's little Jewel Momma's, Momma's little jew-ew-ew-ew-ew Momma's, Momma's little Jewel Momma's, Momma's little jew-ew-ew-ew-ew |
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from Mott The Hoople - All The Young Dudes (1972)
Just done some living - still got the pain.
Ain't done much giving - just my name Ride on my son, that cold steel rail. Still following you, oh lord I wanna try and lose this iron bail. Ride on the sun, ride on the sun, until you break. And the City doctor's - try to see. There's a future - left for me. So I show them the rainbows, they're too colour blind. I'm hard to find, oh lord give me the strength so I can speak. Ride the sun, ride on the sun, until you break. Oh Undertaker - switch off your TV I don't know who's dead - Is it you or is it me For your calculations, Innocent eyes (?) You are in doubt, on lord I'm trying to find out just where I am Ride on the sun, ride on the sun, until I break. |
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from Mott The Hoople - All The Young Dudes (1972)
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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from Mott The Hoople - All The Young Dudes (1972)
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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from Mott The Hoople - All The Young Dudes (1972)
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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from Mott The Hoople - All The Young Dudes (1972)
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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