[Originally by T.Rex] Friends say it’s fine Friends say it’s good Everybody says it’s just like Robin Hood I walk like a rat Crawl like a cat Sting like a bee Babe I’m gonna be your man And it’s plain to see You were meant for me Yeah, I’m your toy Your 20th Century boy Friends say it’s fine Friends say it’s good Everybody says it’s just like Robin Hood Fly like a plane Drive like a car Ball like a hound Babe I’m gonna be your man And it’s plain to see You were meant for me Yeah, I’m your toy Your 20th Century boy 20th Century boy, I wanna be your toy [4x] Friends say it’s fine Friends say it’s good Everybody says it’s just like Robin Hood I walk like a rat Crawl like a cat Sting like a bee Babe I’m gonna be your man And it’s plain to see You were meant for me Yeah I’m your toy Your 20th Century boy 20th Century boy, I wanna be your toy [4x]
[Originally by David Essex] Hey kid, rock and roll Rock on, ooh, my soul Hey kid, boogey too, did ya Hey shout, summertime blues Jump up and down in my blue suede shoes Hey kid, rock and roll, rock on And where do we go from here Which is the way that’s clear Still looking for that blue jean, baby queen Prettiest girl I ever seen See her shake on the movie screen, Jimmy Dean (James Dean) And where do we go from here Which is the way that’s clear Still looking for that blue jean, baby queen Prettiest girl I ever seen See her shake on the movie screen, Jimmy Dean Jimmy Dean Rock on Rock on Rock on Hey, hey Rock and roll Rock on Rock on Hey, hey Rock and roll Rock on Rock on Hey, hey Rock and roll Rock on Rock on Hey, hey Rock and roll Rock on...
[Originally by The Nerves, Blondie] I’m in the phone booth, it’s the one across the hall If you don’t answer, I’ll just ring it off the wall I know he’s there, but I just had to call Don’t leave me hanging on the telephone Don’t leave me hanging on the telephone I heard your mother now she’s going out the door Did she go to work or just go to the store All those things she said, I told you to ignore Oh why can’t we talk again Oh why can’t we talk again Oh why can’t we talk again Don’t leave me hanging on the telephone Don’t leave me hanging on the telephone It’s good to hear your voice, you know it’s been so long If I don’t get your call then everything goes wrong I want to tell you something you’ve known all along Don’t leave me hanging on the telephone I had to interrupt and stop this conversation Your voice across the line gives me a strange sensation I’d like to talk when I can show you my affection Oh I can’t control myself Oh I can’t control myself Oh I can’t control myself Don’t leave me hanging on the telephone Hang up and run to me Whoah, hang up and run to me Whoah, hang up and run to me Whoah, hang up and run to me Whoah oh oh oh run to me
Dirty old river, must you keep rolling Flowin' into the night People so busy, making me dizzy Taxi light shines so bright But I don't need no friends As long as I gaze on Waterloo sunset I am in paradise Every day I look at the world from my window But chilly, chilly is the evening time Waterloo sunset's fine Waterloo sunset's fine
Terry meets Julie at Waterloo Station Every Friday night But I am so lazy, I don't like to wander I stay at home at night But I don't feel afraid As long as I gaze on Waterloo sunset I am in paradise
Every day I look at the world from my window But chilly, chilly is the evening time Waterloo sunset's fine Waterloo sunset's fine
Millions of people swarming like flies 'Round Waterloo underground But Terry and Julie cross over the river Where they feel safe and sound And they don't need no friends As long as they gaze on Waterloo sunset They are in paradise
Waterloo sunset's fine Waterloo sunset's fine Waterloo sunset's fine Waterloo sunset's fine Waterloo sunset's fine Waterloo sunset's fine Waterloo sunset's fine
[Originally by Sweet] Look out! Mama let me out on a saturday night, she said now Go out and get her go and hold her tight I said now Mama, you don’t understand Ev’ry time I touch her hand It’s like I’m burning in the fires of hell And if I hold her too long You never can tell what’ll happen to me I wouldn’t want you to see Look out She’s a hell raiser, star chaser, trail blazer Natural born raver, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah She’s a hell raiser, star chaser, trail blazer Natural born raver, yeah, yeah, yeah Look out! She’s like a live bomb shell Like a flash out of hell And when she’s shaking her ooh Everyone fell at her feet And that’s neat and she took me completely By surprise with her ultra sonic eyes That were flashing like hysterical danger signs That said beware where you tread Or you’ll go out of your head Look out She’s a hell raiser, star chaser, trail blazer Natural born raver, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah She’s a hell raiser, star chaser, trail blazer Natural born raver, yeah, yeah, yeah Look out! Hell raiser, hell raiser, hell raiser Hell raiser, hell raiser, ooh Now Mama, you don’t understand Ev’ry time I touch her hand It’s like I’m burning in the fires of hell And if I hold her too long You never can tell what’ll happen to me I wouldn’t want you to see...
[Originally by Electric Light Orchestra] Did you see your friend crying from his eyes today Did you see him run through the streets and far away Aah Did you see him run, did you see him fall Did his life flash by at the bedroom door Did you hear the news it came across the air today Someone has been found on the rocks down in the bay Ahhh Did you see him hide, did you see him crawl Does his life mean more than it did before Did you see that man running through the streets today Did you catch his face, was it 10538 Ahhhh
Wish everybody would leave me alone - yeah They’re always calling on my telephone When I pick it up there’s no one there So I walk outside just to take the air Come on with me cruising down the street Who knows what you’ll see, who you might meet This brave new world’s not like yesterday - It can take you higher than the milky way Now I’m blinded I can’t really see - yeah No more bright lights confusing me - no Don’t ask me why I’m feeling blue ’Cause loving you is all I can do Hey good-looking boys - gather around The sidewalk papers gutter-press you down All those lies can be so unkind, They can make you feel like you’re losing your mind Street Life Street Life Street Life What a Life Back to nature boys - Vasser girls too Watch what you say, or think, or do Continental-style strasse girls might But you know exactly if it’s wrong or right Education is an important key - yes But the good life’s never won by degrees - no Pointless passing through Harvard or Yale Only window shopping - it’s strictly no sale Week end starts Friday soon after eight Your jet black magic helps you celebrate You may be stranded if you stick around And that’s really something...
Let me put my arms Around your head Gee, it's hot, let's go to bed Don't forget to turn on the light Don't laugh babe, it'll be alright Pour me out another phone I'll ring and see If your friends are home Perhaps the strange ones in the dome Can lend us a book we can read up alone
And try to get it on like once before When people stared in Jagger's eyes And scored Like the video films we saw
His name was always Buddy And he'd shrug and ask to stay She'd sigh like Twig the Wonder Kid And turn her face away She's uncertain if she likes him But she knows she really loves him It's a crash course for the ravers It's a Drive-in Saturday
Jung the foreman prayed at work That neither hands nor limbs would burst It's hard enough to keep formation Amid this fall out saturation
Cursing at the Astronette 8 Who stands in steel By his cabinet He's crashing out with Sylvian The Bureau Supply For ageing men
With snorting head he gazes to the shore Which once had raised a sea That raged no more Like the video films we saw
His name was always Buddy And he'd shrug and ask to stay She'd sigh like Twig the Wonder Kid And turn her face away She's uncertain if she likes him But she knows she really loves him It's a crash course for the ravers It's a Drive-in Saturday
[Originally by Free] I believe If you give A little bit of love To those you live with A little bit of love Oh oh oh Has gotta come your way. Well in my mind It’s easy To lose sight of the truth But in my heart I can’t deny My feeling inside ’Cos I believe If you give A little bit of love To those you live with A little bit of love Oh oh oh Has gotta come your way. Man in the sky You say you are flying To lose sight of the world You wanna stay high Then don’t deny Your feeling inside ’Cos I believe If you give A little bit of love To those you live with A little bit of love Oh oh oh Has gotta come your way. Yeahh! Whooo! I believe If you give A little bit of love To those you live with A little bit of love Oh! Has gotta come your way. I believe If you give A little bit of love To those you live with A little bit of love Whooooo Has gotta come your way
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 decibel freaks
Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh (It's good for body, it's 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 (It's good for body, it's 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 (It's good for body, it's good for your soul) Ohhh, ohhh, whoooa (It's the golden age of rock and roll)
[Originally by Badfinger] No matter what you are I will always be with you Doesn’t matter what you do, girl Ooh girl, with you No matter what you do I will always be around Won’t you tell me what you found, girl Ooh girl, want you [Chorus:] Knock down the old, grey wall Be a part of it all Nothing to say, nothing to see, nothing to do If you would give me all As I would give it to you Nothing would be, nothing would be, nothing would be No matter where you go There would always be a place Can’t you see it in my face, girl Ooh girl, want you [Chorus] No matter what you are I will always be with you Doesn’t matter what you do, girl Ooh girl, with you Ooh girl, you girl, want you Ooh girl, you girl, want you.
In the mornin’ don’t say you love me, ’Cause I’ll only kick you out of the door I know your name is Rita ’cause your perfume’s smellin’ sweeter Since when I saw you down on the floor. Won’t need to much pursuadin’ I don’t mean to sound degradin’, But with a face like that you got nothin’ to laugh about. Red lips, hair and fingernails, I hear you’re a mean old Jezebel Lets go up stairs and read my Tarot cards Stay with me, stay with me For tonight you’d better stay with me Stay with me, stay with me For tonight you’d better stay with me So, in the mornin’, please don’t say you love me ’Cause you know I’ll only kick you out the door Yeah, I’ll pay your cab fare home, you can even use my best cologne, Just don’t be here in the mornin’ when I wake up Stay with me, stay with me For tonight you’d gonna stay with me Sit down, get up, get out.