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Mott The Hoople
Mott The Hoople


Информация
Откуда Herefordshire, England
Жанры Glam Rock
Hard Rock
Годы 1969—1974
Лейблы Island Records
Columbia Records
Atlantic Records
CBS
См. также David Bowie
Bad Company
Widowmaker
Бывшие участники
Mick Ronson
Mick Ralphs
Ian Hunter
Verden Allen
Pete Overend Watts
Dale Griffin
Ariel Bender
Morgan Fisher
Mick Bolton



Альбом Mott The Hoople


The Ballad of Mott: A Retrospective (1993)
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American Pie (excerpt)
. . .

Rock & Roll Queen

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. . .


A mountain train's coming down the track
She ain't wasting time
She's carrying me cause I'm going back
Right to the Delaware line
She knows well I ain't been anywhere
Because I crawl back every time to her
Walkin' with a mountain
Walkin' with a mountain

Troubles and tears
I'll take it in years
I left so many behind
I may be a train rearranged
Who knows what I'll find
But everything's better in my life I know
I can face any grades that I'm on
Walkin' with a mountain
Walkin' with a mountain
(alright)
(hey hey hey)

(oh) I'm walkin' with a mountain
Walkin' with a mountain
When she talks to me I know she sees
Where I'm heading to
She sits winks takes it all in
Just admires the view
And if I had a choice in life
I'd take that mountain for my wife
I'm walkin' with a mountain
Walkin' with a mountain
Walkin' with a mountain
Walkin' with a mountain
Walkin' with a mountain
Walkin' with a mountain
Walkin' with a mountain
Walkin' with a mountain
Jumping Jack Flash it's a gas
Jumping Jack Flash it's a gas
Jumping Jack Flash it's a gas
Jumping Jack Flash it's a gas
Jumping Jack Flash it's a gas
Jumping Jack Flash it's a gas

. . .


I followed the night till the morning sunlight
And I thought of the changing times
And I followed the child with the evergreen smile
And the blue broken tears start to cry

Blue broken tears hide away the years
Misty highway seems colder today

And I saw a Waterlow where the evergreen grows
And the wise man knows why he crys
And I heard a child call me away from this all
And the blue broken tears start to rise

Blue broken tears ain't nobody here
Lost in the sun my only young one

Blue broken tears our love disappears
The evergreen dies drowned in my eyes

. . .



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


. . .



Well billy rapped all night about his suicide
How he kick it in the head when he was twenty-five
Speed jive don't want to stay alive
When you're twenty-five
And wendy's stealing clothes from marks and sparks
And freddy's got spots from ripping off the stars from his face
Funky little boat race
Television man is crazy saying we're juvenile deliquent wrecks
Oh man I need tv when I got t rex
Oh brother you guessed
I'm a dude dad

All the young dudes (hey dudes)
Carry the news (where are ya)
Boogaloo dudes (stand up come on)
Carry the news
All the young dudes (i want to hear you)
Carry the news (i want to see you)
Boogaloo dudes (and 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
Got to race some cat to bed
Oh is there concrete all around
Or is it in my head
Yeah
I'm a dude dad

All the young dudes (hey dudes)
Carry the news (where are ya)
Boogaloo dudes (stand up)
Carry the news
All the young dudes (i want to hear ya)
Carry the news (i want to see you)
Boogaloo dudes (and I want to relate to you)
Carry the news
All the young dudes (what dudes)

Carry the news (let's hear the news come on)
Boogaloo dudes (i want to kick you)
Carry the news
All the young dudes (hey you there with the glasses)
Carry the news (i want you)
Boogaloo dudes (i want you at the front)
Carry the news (now you all his friends)
All the young dudes (now you bring him down cause I want him)
Carry the news
Boogaloo dudes (i want him right here bring him come on)
Carry the news (bring him here you go)
All the young dudes (I've wanted to do this for years)
Carry the news (there you go)
Boogaloo dudes (how do you feel)
Carry the news


. . .



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


. . .



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]


. . .



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]


. . .



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


. . .



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


. . .


Walking down the rocky road
Wondering where my life is leading
Rolling on to the bitter end
Finding out along the way
What it takes to keep love living
You should know how it feels my friend
Ooh want you to stay
Ooh want you today
And I'm ready for love
Oh baby I'm ready for love
Ready for love
Oh baby I'm ready for love
Oh oh oh oh oh

Don't let go you know I'm ready for you
Don't you be slow you know what I'm going to do
Give it to me you know what I'm talking of
Give it to me I'm ready for love

Now I'm on my feet again
Better things are bound to happen
All my dues surely must be paid
Many miles and many tears
Times were hard but now they're changing
You should know that I'm not afraid
Ooh want you to stay
Ooh want you today
I'm ready for love
Oh baby I'm ready for love
Ready for love
Oh baby I'm ready for love
Oh oh oh oh oh

Don't let go you know I'm ready for you
Don't be slow you know what I'm going to do
Why don't you give it to me you know what I'm talking of
Give it to me I'm ready for love

Oh I'm cold and I'm ready for love
Oh baby I'm ready for love
Ready for love
Oh baby I'm ready for love
Oh oh oh oh oh
Ooh ahh

(Instrumental)

. . .


I changed my name in search of fame to find the Midas touch
Oh I wish I'd never wanted then what I want now, twice as much
We crossed the mighty oceans and we had a few divides
But we never crossed emotion, for we felt too much inside

You know all the tales we tell, you know the band so well
Still I feel, somehow, we let you down
We went off somewhere on the way and now I see we have to pay
The rock n' roll circus is in town

Buffin lost his child-like dreams and Mick lost his guitar
And Verden grew a line or two and Overend's just a rock n' roll star
Behind these shades, the visions fade, as I learn a thing or two
Oh but if I had my time again you all know just what I'd do

Rock n' roll's a loser's game, it mesmerizes and I can't explain
The reasons for the sights and for the sounds
We went off somewhere on the way and now I see we have to pay
The rock n' roll circus is in town

So rock n' roll's a loser's game, it mesmerizes and I can't explain
The reasons for the sights and for the sounds
The greasepaint still sticks to my face, so what the hell I can't erase
The rock n' roll feeling from my mind

From my mind
From my mind
From my mind
...

. . .



Eight-track machine playing 'half moon bay'
Drivin' in my volks down on hamstead way
Her mother got bust on a 88
And her brother got stuck on my number plate

Hey mister bartender won't you gimme some wine
I gotta get outta town, meet my baby on time
He put five gallons in my petrol tank
You know we just about made it but her breath sure stank yeah

Drivin' sister rock'n'roll
She's got feel on the wheel
Drivin' sister rock'n'roll
She don't make with no brakes

Drivin' sister rock'n'roll
She's an automobeat on the street
Drivin' sister rock'n'roll
She's much too much on the clutch

Drivin' sister rock'n'roll
She got her feet on the wheel
Drivin' sister rock'n'roll
She don't make with no brakes

I said drive, drive, drive, drive
And drive little sister drive
I said drive, drive, drive, drive
And drive little sister, drive on


. . .



I'm a missing link, poolroom stink, I can't talk
(well that's too bad)
What's going on, something's wrong, I can't work
Can't go to school, the teacher's a fool, the preacher's a jerk
(well that's such a drag)
Got nothing to do, street-corner blues, and nowhere to walk

Violence, violence
It's the only thing that'll make you see sense
[Repeat]

Gotta fight, nothing's right, livin' nowhere
(that's so sad)
Watch out for the gun, snake on the run, hide in my hair
You keep your mouth shut, or you'll get cut. Haha - I like to scare
(bet you're so mad)
I'm a battery louse, a superstar mouse, I don't care

Get off my back or I'll attack, 'n I don't owe you nothin' (ok)
Head for your hole, you're sick and you're old
'n I'm here to tell you something

Violence, violence
It's the only thing that'll make you see sense
[Repeat several times]


. . .


It ain't so long ago since we were just two kids
Remember well memories we all hid
But you're much older now, although you still are young
I know you well, I'm like you

Hey Rose, you're finer than you know
Why hang around with clothes of another name
Hair so dyed she lost too much inside
Ain't nothing left to hide in the game

Hey Rose, how do you laugh in your own show
Try to fight the fears that rise within
Rock 'n' roll slag, oh my, you're such a drag
Trying to find the corner to inject

Hey Rose, so silently she goes
Careful not to make up, see your maker

Hey Rose, how do you laugh when she's on show
Try to fight the fears that rise within
Hey, rock 'n' roll slag, oh oh, you're such a drag
Trying to find the corner to inject

Hey Rose, you're finer than you know
And I hate to see you cold on a summer day

. . .



I scream at you for sharing
'n I curse you just for caring
I hate the clothes you're wearing, they're so pretty
'n I tell to not to see me
'n I tell you not to feel me
'n I make your life a drag, it's such a pity

'n I watch your warm glow palin'
'n I watch your sparkle fadin'
As you realise you're failin', cos you're so good
Now I don't mean to upset you
But there's so much crime to get through
If only I could make it easier, then I would

Oh I wish I was your mother
I wish i'd been your father
'n then I would have seen you
Would have been you as a child
Played houses with your sisters
And wrestled with all your brothers
And then who knows
I might have felt a family for a while

It's no use me pretendin'
You give and I do the spendin'
Is there a happy ending, I don't think so
Cos even if we make it
I'll be too far out to take it
You'll have to try and shake it from my head

Oooooh I wish I was your mother
I wish i'd been your father
'n then I would have seen you
Would have been you as a child
Played houses with your sisters
And wrestled with all your brothers
And then who knows
I might have felt a family for a while


. . .



I was a city child with a dead-end smile
And a worm's-eye point of view
Oh I knew my way, I was a back-street stray
And I had my eyes on you

Now I got this friend and he's a screwdriver-jiver
You know, some kinda automobeat on the street
And he has converted me to rock'n'roll

I just wanna dance to
Honaloochie boogie yeah
Get in time, don't worry 'bout the shirt shine
Honaloochie boogie yeah
You sure started somethin'

Now my hair gets longer as the beat gets stronger
Wanna tell chuck berry my news
I get my kicks outta guitar licks
And I've sold my steel-toed shoes

Now I got this friend and he's a spider west-sider
You know, he's hung up on a protection rejection thing
But I have made him see the light

He just wanna dance to
Honaloochie boogie yeah
Get in time, don't worry 'bout the shirt shine
Honaloochie boogie yeah
You sure started somethin'

Honaloochie boogie yeah
Get in time, don't worry 'bout the shirt shine
Honaloochie boogie yeah
You sure started somethin'


. . .



Forgot my six-string razor - hit the sky
Half way to memphis 'fore I realised
Well I rang the information - my axe was cold
They said she rides the train to oreoles

Now its a mighty long way down the dusty trail
And the sun burns hot on the cold steel rails
'n I look like a bum 'n I crawl like a snail
All the way from memphis

Well I got to oreoles y'know - it took a month
And there was my guitar, electric junk.
Some spade said "rock'n'rollers, you're all the same.
Man that's your instrument." I felt so ashamed.

Now its a mighty long way down rock'n'roll
Through the bradford cities and the oreoles
'n you look like a star but you're still on the dole
All the way from memphis

Yeah it's a mighty long way down rock'n'roll
From the liverpool docks to the hollywood bowl
'n you climb up the mountains 'n you fall down the holes
All the way from memphis

Yeah its a mighty long way down rock'n'roll
As your name gets hot so your heart grows cold
'n you gotta stay young man, you can never be old
All the way from memphis

Yeah its a mighty long way down rock'n'roll
Through the bradford cities and the oreoles
'n you look like a star but you're really out on parole!
All the way from memphis


. . .



Little whizz kid mystified me, she was a new york city beat
She came on flash - monster mash, motors in her feet
Now we moved out of manhattan to her home on the brooklyn heights
Her dad's a street punk and her mum's a drunk, but we made out alright

Far far from home, oh I felt so alone
Could not spin to the speed of the city
Oh send me my ticket, I'm too scared to stick
With my little whizz kid - such a pity

Now she really tried her hardest just to make me leave the band
She even hired a toy "rent-a-boy" straight from a times square stand

Oh thank you little whizz kid, but me and my friends gotta eat
So get back to school or the tying pool, just get yourself out on the street

Send you victorious, happy and glorious
You got the stardust, the sawdust, and the smile
Don't lose your sting, how i'd hate you to swing
Oh my little whizz kid you got such a style

She's a cute super sleeper, she don't dive in deeper
A natural leaper, she don't let people pass
Watch out for the auto-mite, quick or she's outta sight
Oh my whizz kid, you know you're such a gas
Such a gas.


. . .



God ain't jive
For I can see his love
As it runs alive
'n one by one
Through fields of rusted wire
The war has just begun
Oh, cross over shame like the wise dove
Who cares not for fame just for shy love
'n rejoice for the king ain't lost his throne, oh no
He's still here, you are not alone

Correct your heads
For there's a new song rising
High above the waves
Go write your time
Go sing it on the streets
Go tell the world, but you go brave
Oh my sweet instant christian you are such a sly clown
Too many questions, no replies now
'n rejoice for the king ain't lost his throne, oh no
He's still here, you are not alone

I got an idea
Go tell the superstar
All his hairs are turning grey
Star-spangled fear
As all the people disappear
The limelight fades away
Cos if you think you are a star
For so long they'll come from near and far
But you'll forget just who you are (yes you will)

You ain't the nazz
You're just a buzz
Some kinda temporary

Cross over shame like the wise dove
Who cares not for fame just for shy love
Oh-oh, my sweet instant christian you are such a sly clown
Too many questions, no replies now
'n rejoice for the king ain't lost his throne. Oh no.
He's still here, you are not alone, you are not alone


. . .



Ladies and gentlemen,
The golden age of rock and roll...

Everybody hazy, shell-shocked and crazy.
Screaming for the face at the window.
Jeans for the genies, dresses for the dreamies,
Fighting for a place in the front row.

Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh
(it's good for your body, it's good for your soul)
Ohhh, ohhh, let's go!
(it's the golden age of rock and roll).

Well you getta little buzz, send for the fuzz,
Guitars getting higher and higher.
The dude in the paint thinks he's gonna faint,
Stoke more coke on the fire.

Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh
(you gotta stay young, you can never grow old)
Ohhh, ohhh, whoooa
(it's the golden age of rock and roll).

The golden age of rock and roll will never die,
As long as children feel the need to laugh and cry.
Don't wanna smash - want a smash sensation,
Don't wanna wreck; just recreation,
Don't wanna fight - but if you turn us down
We're gonna turn you around gonna mess with the sound.

The show's gotta move, everybody groove
There ain't no trouble on the streets now.
So if the going gets rough,
Don't you blame us
You ninety-six decible freaks

Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh
(its good for body, its good for your soul)
Ohhh, ohhh, whoooa
(it's the golden age of rock and roll).

Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh
(you gotta stay young, you can never grow old)
Ohhh, ohhh, whoooa
(its good for body, its good for your soul)
Ohhh, ohhh, whoooa
(it's the golden age of rock and roll).

Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh
(you gotta stay young, you can never grow old)
Ohhh, ohhh, whoooa
(its good for body, its good for your soul)
Ohhh, ohhh, whoooa
(it's the golden age of rock and roll).

That's all


. . .



Oh if my wheel could take another turn
And if my life replaced itself again,
I wouldn't want a single thing to change.
Oh it's been good, though it's been strange.

And if my dreams were willing to come true,
Oh I would not even try to let them through.
I'm sure there's things I've missed, that others preached.
The goals they reached, they weren't for me.

Rest in peace,
Even though the worries seem to mount,
Don't let them count.
Rest in peace.

Throw all those smiles and paper miles away.
You make willow pattern pictures through the rain.
And swallow when your heart begins to breathe,
Just like a bird, do what it please.

'Cause I ain't gonna be here all that long
And when I'm old I want to know I sung.
If there's a road ahead, I'll jump right in.
Just got to win, this is my hymn.

Rest in peace,
Even though your worries seem to mount,
Don't let them count.
Rest in peace.

Rest in peace


. . .



No puppet, no liar, won't bend my lips to wire - no
Don't pressurize me so
Don't gamble, with my life, or you won't live to do it twice
Oh take some good advice from me
And let the wires rock

All dressed in black so nobody sees you
Smile in the wings, tell me I please you
Call me a king and watch for the wordworm to choke me

And you're like a giraffe, the performance is poor
Watch the audience laugh as my head hits the floor
When I'm broken in half you still reach for the floor
Stop!

I've had enough of this
The pantomime's reversed
I need -you feed
I greed - you bleed

Marionette - I ain't one yet
Teacher's pet - well you'd better forget it
Marionette - I ain't one yet
Teacher's pet - go check your stocks and shares

And when the coffin comes make sure there's room for two

You lied - I led
I died -you're dead

Marionette - I ain't one yet
Teacher's pet - you'd better forget it
Marionette - I ain't one yet
Teacher's pet - go check your product

A traitor, deceiver, a groovy disbeliever I thought
A puppet was a thing cheap-taught - no way
Creator, conceiver, romantic love receiver - caught

"who are you"
"the nerve"
I wanna get out, I wanna get out,
I wanna get out, I wanna get out, I wanna get
Out, ahhhhh!

Oh he wanna play chords to the chick on the street
He wanna play words to a world that don't speak
He wanna play people who play hide 'n' seek when they don't talk

He wanna play a riff to the man with the wires
He wanna play lead but his hand's getting tired
He just wanna play but don't know how to say - stop

Ok, the show's been fun
But my wood's begun to warp
They won -I'm done
New one - begun

Marionette - I did my best
Teacher's pet - it just couldn't last
Marionette - get me out of this mess
Teacher's little pet - it happened so fast
Marionette - now I need a rest
Teacher's pet - where's my sanity gone - mother?
Marionette - I did my best
Teacher's little pet - I'm just like all the others

They gambled, with my life
And now I've lost my will to fight
Oh god these wires are so tight...
I'm just a marionette


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See my thoughts - and see my scars- see my clothes - I dress to kill
See my blood - and see my gun.

The crash street kidds are comin' to get ya
(better run, better run, better run)
The crash street kidds are comin' to get ya
(you'll get done, you'll get done, you'll get done)

Heed my faults - and heed my curse - heed my frustration - you just don't
Know
A new town nothing - send for the hearse.

The crash street kidds are comin' to get ya
(better run, better run, better run)
The crash street kidds are comin' to get ya
(just for fun, just for fun, just for fun)

Pull down the wires, set you on fire - I'm getting too tired to resist,
We'll torture your flats, you keep us like rats - then you
Tell 'em we're brats and the press twist our fist - get me out of this mist.

Hear me swear - hear every word - I ain't just a number
I wanna be heard - the tv announcer he talks to the scum

The crash street kidds are comin' to get ya
(better run, better run, better run)
The crash street kidds are comin' to get ya
(prick your thumb, prick your thumb, prick your thumb)

I ain't been solved, I'm uninvolved - I've been annulled
And I can't seem to prove it.
You're so pure - you know the cures - just keep us poor
The juvenile delinquent bit

The crash street kidds are comin' to get ya
(better run, better run, better run)
The crash street kidds are comin' to get ya
(one's your son, one's your son, one's your son)
The crash street kidds are comin' to get ya
(better hide, better hide, better hide)
The crash street kidds are comin' to get ya
(take a ride, take a ride, take a ride)
The crash street kidds are comin' to get ya
(you're too late, you're too late, you're too late)
The crash street kidds are comin' to get ya
(where's your mates? Where's your mates? Where's your mates?)
The crash street kidds are comin' to get ya
(you're exposed, you're exposed, you're exposed)
The crash street kidds are comin' to get ya
(now you're closed, now you're closed, now you're closed)
The crash street kidds are comin' to get ya
(now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead
Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead
Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead
Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead
Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead
Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead
Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead ahhhhhhhhhhh)


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Baby took me out last night
Got a little cadillac bite.
Shook me about - inside out
Didn't get home 'till light.

She's a grower, a goer - you gotta get to know her
No chooser, a cruiser - you turn around she'll lose you

Burned out as the light turned green
Smoke-screened off her rail.
He didn't see me comin' but he shoulda saw me runnin'
Faster than the u.s. Mail.

She's a speeder, a leader
You're really gotta meet her
You see her, she thrills you, you look at her she'll kill you.

Listen, fella, baby don't you sell her
Don't you try and steal her away
Hush, man logs in her dam
Think you better fade away

Detonator, jail-baiter - a radar radiator
She'll annoy ya, destroy ya - she'll bring ya down in fire
Create her, mistreat her - no use tryin' to beat her
Admit it, she's greater, shame you weren't born later


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Baby if you just say you still care
Follow you most anywhere
Roll away the stone, roll away the stone.

And, in the darkest night,
I'll keep you safe and all right
Roll away the stone, roll away the stone

Won't you roll away the stone
Why be cold and so alone?
Won't you roll away the stone
Don't you let it die

No matter if fools say we can't win
I know I'll fall in love again
Roll away the stone, roll away the stone
So sing - we still got a chance
Baby in love and sweet romance
Roll away the stone, roll away the stone

Won't you roll away the stone
Why be cold and so alone?
Won't you roll away the stone
Don't you let it lie

There's a rockabilly party on saturday night
Are you gonna be there
(well I got my invite)
Gonna bring your records
(ohh, will do)
Made it!

Won't you roll away the stone
Why be cold and so alone?
Won't you roll away the stone
Don't you let it die
Come on roll
Come on roll, yeah
Come on roll
I want you to roll
Come on... Yeah
Come on roll


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Where do you all come from?
I gotta find you out
Makes you feel any, heads you can heal
My God you're upside down
An' I heard all you green gods are all jeering a bound
My God don't they get around

Now where did you get that hat?
Your religion should/would be proud of that
You can stand it on high like a flag in the sky
While your pilgrim's all got stoned on that
We'll share a thousand mirrors
And a beautiful view
And everybody talking about you

Where did you get those clothes?
Off a streetcar I suppose
You gotta be cool to look like a fool
You ain't exactly smelling like a rose
And everybody's asking everybody out there
Find Out (uh..?)

Where do you all come from?
Where do you all come from?
Thank you for reason Ralph J. Gleason
For you I'll sing my song
Now the revolution's coming and I just can't wait
Excuse me, but I'm too tired and it's late

Where do you all come from?
Where do you all come from?
Where do you all come from?
Where do you all come from?
All your integrity's gone
Now Tell me, where do you all come from?

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Henry and the H-bomb

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Baby Baby tried to phone you - they said you were gone
Baby Baby please come home to me where you belong
Foxy Foxy - you're all I have to hold
Don't leave me alone out in the cold

Baby Baby how I missed you - my love grows so strong
Baby Baby wanna kiss you all night long
Foxy Foxy oh you're all I'm living for
You're all I see - I need nothing more

When I put my arms around you - I'll surround you
Make a vow to
Never see you sighing - darling when you cry it makes me die

Foxy Foxy oh I need you every day
Not just when you want - not just when you say
But I know I'll always love you
Stars above shine down upon you
Never leave me ever
Darling will you be forever true?
Foxy Foxy come out tonight
Foxy Foxy it'll be alright
Foxy Foxy oh let me into your heart
Foxy Foxy give me one more chance
Foxy Foxy give me one more dance
Foxy Foxy don't let them keep us apart
Foxy Foxy don't neglect me
Foxy Foxy please don't reject me
Foxy Foxy don't let it end 'fore it starts
Foxy Foxy oh-oh-oh-oh
Foxy Foxy oh-oh-oh-oh
Foxy Foxy oh-oh-oh-oh


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Sixty-nine was cheapo wine,
Have a good time,
What your sign?

Float up to the Roundhouse
On a Sunday afternoon.
In Seventy we all agreed

A King's Road flat was the place to be
'Cause Chelsea girls are the best in the world for company.
In Seventy-one all the people come
Bust a few seats but it's just in fun

Take the Mick out of Top of the Pops
We play better than they do (yeah, yeah, yeah)

In Seventy-two we was born to lose
We slipped down snakes into yesterday's news
I was ready to quit
But then we went to Croydon

Do you remember the Saturday gigs?
We do, we do
Do you remember the Saturday gigs?
We do, we do

The tickets for the fantasy were twelve and six a time
A fairy tale on sale
Oh, Seventy-three was a jambouree

We were the dudes and the dudes were we.(oh oh oh oh oh)

Did you see the suits and the platform boots? (oh dear, oh boy, ...)
In Seventy-four on the Broadway tour
We didn't much like dressing up no more
Don't wanna be hip - but thanks for a great trip.

Do you remember the Saturday gigs?
We do, we do
Do you remember the Saturday gigs?
We do, we do

But now the kids pay a couple of quid
'Cause they need it just the same
It's all a game
A grown-up game

But you got off on those Saturday gigs
And we did, we did
'Cause you got off on those Saturday gigs
And we did, we did
And we got off on those Saturday gigs
And you did, you did
And we got off on those Saturday gigs
'Cause you did, you did

Don't you ever forget us
We'll never forget you
We're going to sleep now
You better be good, right? (ha ha ha)
See you next time
So long for now


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Well I picked her up on a Saturday night
She's a Pool Hall poison but it smelt all right
Oh ma, what a sight when I saw her in the light of day
She was a Speakeasy sleazer of the lowest degree
You should hear the stories she was layin' on me
Said she got the lot, but she only spiked a few

She's a Lounge Lizard, coming on strong
Who are you foolin', yeah yeah yeah
Lounge Lizard, coming on strong
You gotta be joking just give give give

Now I don't care if your boy's name's John
I don't care where your Mother comes from
Just give it to me, just pull it through me all right
I don't care if your make-up's a cop
Well I don't mind just keep your raincoat on
No conversation, my reputation's (?)

She's a Lounge Lizard, coming on strong
Who are you foolin', it's me you're with
Lounge Lizard, come on strong
You gotta be joking, just give give give

She's a Lounge Lizard, coming on strong
Who she foolin', it's me you're with
Lounge Lizard, come on come on
You gotta be joking, just give give give

Lounge Lizard, coming on strong
Who are you foolin', it's me you're with
Lounge Lizard, coming on strong
You gotta be joking, just give give give

Give give give
Give give give
Yeah Give give give
Yeah Give give give
Yeah Give give give

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I'm feelin' ugly - I'm feelin low - mornin' mirror - you ain't no rose
And did I mean it - or did I lie - or did I dream it
Oh! Christ I'm tired.

Why then did ya have to grin, now the blood rolls down my chin
Oh you know you painted so much blue, and I'm much younger than that too
Oh mirror - what did I do to you?

You're my voyeur - see every line - chase them to destinations
On through time
And you're my diary - yeah, the bitter truth - unexpurgated - a mis-spent
Youth, oh

Do you have to paint teeth green, when they're snowy, white and clean?
Do you have to make eyes red, when they're clear and fresh instead?
Oh mirror, I wish you'd lose your head

Sometimes I'm on a gig, and I'm feeling kinda good
I run and look at you, just like a pop star would
But you just glare at me with those dark accusing eyes
That say "my make-up's good..." i'd like to... I'd like so much
To...

Oh I'll never look at you again - 'cause I'm really not that vain
Seven years bad luck ain't that long - before I smash you, hear my song
Oh mirror, I'm sorry you were wrong


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A long, long time ago
I can still remember how
That music used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a while
But February made me shiver
With every paper I'd deliver
Bad news on the doorstep
I couldn't take one more step
I can't remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died

So, bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

Did you write the book of love
And do you have faith in God above
If the Bible tells you so
Now do you believe in rock and roll
Can music save your mortal soul
And can you teach me how to dance real slow

Well, I know that you're in love with him
'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues
I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died
I started singin'

Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

Now, for ten years we've been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rolling stone
But, that's not how it used to be
When the jester sang for the king and queen
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
And a voice that came from you and me
Oh, and while the king was looking down
The jester stole his thorny crown
The courtroom was adjourned
No verdict was returned
And while Lennon read a book on Marx
The quartet practiced in the park
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died
We were singin'

Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

Helter skelter in a summer swelter
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter
Eight miles high and falling fast
Landed flat on the grass
The players tried for a forward pass
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast
Now the half-time air was sweet perfume
While sergeants played a marching tune
We all got up to dance
Oh, but we never got the chance
'Cause the players tried to take the field
The marching band refused to yield
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died
We started singin'

Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

Oh, and there we were all in one place
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again
So come on Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack Flash sat on a candlestick
'Cause fire is the devil's only friend
And as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage
No angel born in Hell
Could break that Satan's spell
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite
I saw Satan laughing with delight
The day the music died
He was singin'

Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news
But she just smiled and turned away
I went down to the sacred store
Where I'd heard the music years before
But the man there said the music wouldn't play
And in the streets the children screamed
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed
But not a word was [Spoken]
The church bells all were broken
And the three men I admire most
The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died
And they were singin'

Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die

They were singin'
Bye, bye Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die


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