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 Mott The Hoople » Lyrics [+ Lisätä +] |
1. _ All The Young Dudes
(david bowie)
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 freedy'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
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2. _ Sucker
(ian hunter/mick ralphs/overend watts)
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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3. _ Rest In Peace
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4. _ Rose
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5. _ Jerkin' Crocus
(ian hunter)
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 you bear
Didn't you wish you were there
I know what she want
Just a lick of your ice cream cone
I know what you say
Pappas in bed well hey hey hey
When he got stuck with a hole in his head she asked to try it my way
Get down low with all that haughty jive you don't know what it's like babe
Oh oh oh it's getting down around here
I got nothing to hide i'm to tired to fear
Jerkin' crocus didn't kill me but she sure came near
She's a nads puller
I know what she want
A judo hold on a black mans balls
I know what you think
Ease over baby going to rock that thing
Alright!
I know what she want
Just a lick of your ice cream cone
I know what you say
Pappas in bed well hey hey hey
I know what she want
A judo hold on a black mans bones
I know what you think
Ease over baby going to rock that thing
Alright!
C'mon jerkin'
C'mon jerkin'
I know
No no no no
Alright!
I know
That's better
No no no no
That's much better
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6. _ Sweet Angeline
(ian hunter)
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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7. _ Walkin' With A Mountain
(ian hunter)
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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8. _ All The Way From Memphis
(ian hunter)
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
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