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l love the sound of breaking glass
Especially when I'm lonely l need the noises of destruction When there's nothing new Oh nothing new, sound of breaking glass I love the sound of breaking glass Deep into the night l love the sound of its condition Flying all around Oh all around, sound of breaking glass Nothing new, sound of breaking glass Oh all around, sound of breaking glass Nothin' new, sound of breakin' glass Safe at last, sound of breaking glass I love the sound of breaking glass Deep into the night I Iove the work on it can do Oh a change of mind Oh change of mind, sound of breaking glass All around, sound of breaking glass Nothing new, sound of breaklng glass Breaking glass, sound of breaking glass Sound of breaking glass (repeat) |
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Little Hitler, what you doin'
Is the passion inflamed again, again Little Hitler, where you goin' Is it go go night again tonight Ever searchin' for the action But the action don't want to know I said all along you're a tough one (Little Hitler) Little Hitler, what's the matter now Can't you settle for the center of attention Little Hitler, now I'm serious Let me guess why you knocked me Off your guest list As the world turns At the edge of night And the seed is shot and sown I'll make a Little Hitler of my own (Little Hitler) When the goin' gets tough The tough get goin' Every now and then l can see 'em runnin', runnin' You can talk with them You can be shot with them But you'll get no change Only shootin' at 'em long range See you someday soon (Little Hitler) Selfish pleasure, yeah (Little Hitler) With the one I love (Little Hitler) Now you're not alone...yeah (Little Hitler) With the one I love (Little Hitler) Little Hitler of my own (Little Hitler) |
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They went and cut the record, the record hit the chart
And someone in the newspaper said it "was art" Disco Cassanova said "it's heavy on the riff" The local teeny bopper band was playin' it to death Shake and pop, shake and pop Shake and pop, shake and pop The telephones are ringing, the boys are getting hot They're jetting out to Rio and some other sunny spots Some senoritas say "The singers sound terrific" Their personal appearances are stopping the shops Shake and pop, shake and pop Shake and pop, shake and pop Hey long distance its a rock and roll romance CBS is going to pay a great big advance Hey Atlantic come on take chance Arista say they "love you but the kids can't dance to it" They cut another record, it never was a hit And someone in the newspaper said it "was shit" The drummer is a bookie, the singer is a whore The bass player's selling 'cause he never would have won Shake and pop, shake and pop Shake and pop, shake and pop Hey long distance its a rock and roll romance CBS is going to pay a great big advance Hey Atlantic come on take chance Arista say they "love you but the kids can't dance to it" They cut another record, it never was a hit And someone in the newspaper said it "was shit" The drummer is a bookie, the singer is a whore The bass player's selling 'cause he never would have won Shake and pop, shake and pop Shake and pop, shake and pop Shake and pop, shake and pop Shake and pop, shake and pop Shake and pop, shake and pop Shake and pop, shake and pop |
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I remember one night the kid cut off his right arm
In a fit to save a bit of power He got fifty thousand watts In a big acoustic tower Security's so tight tonight Oh they're ready for a tussle Gotta keep your backstage passes 'Cause your promoter had the muscle And so it goes and so it goes And so it goes and so it goes But where it's goin' no one knows And so it goes and so it goes And so it goes and so it goes But where it's goin' no one knows In the tall building sit the head of our nations Worthy men from Spain and Siam All day discussions with the Russians But they still went ahead and vetoed the plan Now up jumped the U.S. representative He's the one with the tired eyes 747 put him in that condition Flyin' back from a peace keepin' mission In the air there's after shave lotion in the wake of a snakey Persian On his arm there's a skin tight vision Wonder why she ain't mine shes his But where it's goin' no one knows |
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Little dariin' don't look away
You don't have to be sad anymore 'Cause * There ain't no reason No single reason in the world Little darlin' please dry your eyes this time Don't you be sad to me like you did before 'Cause * repeat Little darlin' I can understand your pain There's too much confusion goin' round and * repeat No reason in the world (repeat and fade) |
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Once I was a soldier
I rode on a big white horse Silver pistols at my side Carryin' the flags of war And I Iost track of the men who fell In the canon's roar I never got over bein' a soldier Once I was a tax man Collectin' dollars and dimes I heard the rich man grumble I heard the poor man cry Some few couldn't afford to pay Were put to a shackle and key I never got over bein' a tax man Once I was a ruler About twelve inches long Three times me made a yardstick 36 inches high 36 inches high was I 36 inches high I never got over 36 inches high |
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Marie Provost did not look her best
The day the cops bust into her lonely nest In the cheap hotel up on Hollywood West July 29 She'd been lyin' there for two or three weeks The neighbors said they never heard a squeak For hungry eyes that could not speak Said even little doggie's have got to eat She was the winner That became the doggie's dinner She never meant that much to me Woe, poor Marie Marie Provost was a movie queen Mysterious angel of the silent screen And run like the wind the nation's young men steam When Marie crossed the silent screen Oh she came out west from New York But when the talkies came Marie just couldn't cope Her public said Marie take a walk All the way back to New York She was the winner That became the doggie's dinner She never meant that much to me But now I see, poor Marie Those twin balms didn't help her sleep As her nights grew long and her days grew bleak It's all downhill once you've passed your peak Mary got ready for that last big sleep The cops came in and they looked around Throwing up everywhere over what they found The handywork of Marie's little dachshund That hungry little dachshund She was the winner That became the doggie's dinner She never meant that much to me Woe, poor Marie Poor Marie, poor Marie, poor poor Marie Poor Marie, poor Marie, poor Marie |
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Well I heard they castrated Castro
I heard they cut off everything he had What a dirty low down thing to do To mess him up like that They dumped him in a jungle In the land of the sugar cane Ever since the day they fiddled around I said he ain’t never been the same I say Oooh-La I say Oooh-La I say Oooh-La Well I heard they castrated Castro Because he was the people’s friend They told him once and they told him twice Said I ain’t gonna tell you again They put a bit of pressure on him That’s when he told them what they could do So the word came down from a northern town "Set up a jungle rendezvous" I say Oooh-La I say Oooh-La We say Oooh-La He had been livin’ in a different world Then he was nutted by reality He had been living in another tree Then he flew down To see what happened I went out to see my sister She was not in So I went and bought a paper Then I returned She was well into the racing On the TV She has never been that fond of me I went and turned her over See I’d been livin’ in a different world Then I was nutted by reality I had been living in another tree Then I flew down To see what happens I was listening to an echo I was impressed Even though I couldn’t see it It was the most I was jumping and a-gleeing at every one I was speaking in a foreign tongue My pleasure gave no pleasure See I’d been livin’ in a different world Then I was nutted by reality I had been barking up another tree Then I flew down To see what happened |
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We're in the heart of the city
Where the alligator roams I'm a little lost lamb Ain't got no place to go I ain't got one penny Just got a shirt on my back I left home in a hurry I ain't never goin' back I'm lookin' for a lover in the heart of the city Well I'm a standin' on the street And I'm a steppin' off the end Yeah I'm lookin' for a lover Lookin' lookin' everywhere Maybe I'm in with a chance I hear a clickety clack There's a girl my Lord I see her stop, check, turn and double back I'm lookin' for a lover in the heart of the city I'm lookin' I'm lookin' I'm lookin' I'm lookin' I'm lookin' lookin' lookin' lookin' everywhere In the heart of the city We're in the heart of the city We're in the heart of the stars I hear the crash of music And a thousand guitars And the boys are on the prowl And they're checkin' on me They know a bird up in the hand Is worth two out on the streets Checkin' on neat in the heart of the city Heart heart of the city Heart heart oh yeah Heart heart of the city Heart heart oh yeah [repeat to fade] |
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Well, they went and cut the record, the record hit the chart
And someone in the newspaper said it "was art" Disco Cassanova said "it's heavy on the riff" The local teeny bopper band was playin' it to death They called it rock, they called it rock They called it rock, they called it rock Well, the telephones are ringing, the boys are getting hot They're jetting out to Rio and some other sunny spots Some senoritas say "The singers sound terrific" Their personal appearances are stopping the shops They called it rock, they called it rock They called it rock, they called it rock Hey long distance its a rock and roll romance CBS is going to pay a great big advance Hey Atlantic come on take chance Arista say they "love you but the kids can't dance to it" Well, they cut another record, it never was a hit And someone in the newspaper said it "was shit" The drummer is a bookie, the singer is a whore The bass player's selling 'cause he never would have won They called it rock, they called it rock They called it rock, they called it rock Sing it Hey long distance its a rock and roll romance CBS is going to pay a great big advance Hey Atlantic come on take chance Arista say they "love you but the kids can't dance to it" Well, they cut another record, it never was a hit And someone in the newspaper said it "was shit" The drummer is a bookie, the singer is a whore The bass player's selling 'cause he never would have won They called it rock, they called it rock They called it rock, they called it rock They called it rock, they called it rock They called it rock |
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Calling out across the land
Calling every single Roller fan School's been a drag but that's alright 'Cause we're gonna see Woody on stage tonight Gonna see the Rollers. Got a ticket for the Bay City Rollers And everything will be outta sight When Eric strums his Strat at the Rollers show tonight We're gonna shout and make some noise We're gonna really give it to the boys Ian packed it in, but we got Pat McGlynn And so long as he's a Roller, then we'll love him Gonna see the Rollers. Got a ticket for the Bay City Rollers And everything will be outta sight When Les sings "Money" at the Rollers Show tonight Gonna see the Rollers. Got a ticket for the Bay City Rollers And everything will be dynamite When Eric strums his Strat at the Rollers show tonight Gonna see the Rollers. Got a ticket for the Bay City Rollers Gonna see the Rollers. Got a ticket for the Bay City Rollers Gonna see the Rollers. Got a ticket for the Bay City Rollers Gonna see the Rollers. Got a ticket for the Bay City Rollers Gonna see the Rollers. Got a ticket for the Bay City Rollers Gonna see the Rollers. Got a ticket for the Bay City Rollers Gonna see the Rollers. Got a ticket for the Bay City Rollers Gonna see the Rollers. Got a ticket for the Bay City Rollers Gonna see the Rollers. Got a ticket for the Bay City Rollers Gonna see the Rollers. Got a ticket for the Bay City Rollers Gonna see the Rollers. Got a ticket for the Bay City Rollers Gonna see the Rollers. Got a ticket for the Bay City Rollers |
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