Marc Bolan - Spaceball/ Acoustic Bbc Sessions [compilation] (2001) by Marc Bolan (보컬) on maniadb.com

Intro (single notes played on 6th string) e f# g# a
A7..

A7.............
Just like a car
A7.............
You're pleasing to behold
A7........................c.....b.....a...
I'll call you a jaguar if I may be so bold



.................d7......
'cause you're my babe
.................a7......
'cause you're my love
G...............f#m...............c / b / a# / a
Girl I'm just a jeepster for your love

I was dancing when I was twelve [x2]
I was dancing when I was aah [x2]
I danced myself right out the womb [x2]
Is it strange to dance so soon
I danced myself right out the womb

I was dancing when I was eight [x2]
Is it strange to dance so late [x2]
I danced myself into the tomb [x2]
Is it strange to dance so soon
I danced myself into the tomb

Is it wrong to understand
The fear that dwells inside a man
What's it like to be a loon
I liken it to a balloon



I danced myself out of the womb [x2]
Is it strange to dance so soon
I danced myself into the tomb
But when again once more

I danced myself out of the womb [x2]
Is it strange to dance so soon
I danced myself out of the womb.

You gonna look fine
Be primed for dancing
You're gonna trip and glide
All on the trembling plane
Your diamond hands
Will be stacked with roses
And wind and cars
And people of the past

I'll call you thing
Just when the moon sings
And place your face in stone
Upon the hill of stars
And gripped in the arms
Of the changeless madman
We'll dance our lives away
In the Ballrooms of Mars

You talk about day
I'm talking 'bout night time


When the monsters call out
The names of men
Bob Dylan knows
And I bet Alan Freed did
There are things in night
That are better not to behold

You dance
With your lizard leather boots on
And pull the strings
That change the faces of men
You diamond browed hag
You're a gutter-gaunt gangster
John Lennon knows your name
And I've seen his

G..em..g..
G..em..g..

G...............
Baby mystic lady
.......c...........cmaj7...am...
You do own my night
.......em...........
Put my dogs to fright
.................g......
Yeah yeah yeah y-yeah

G..em..g..
G..em..g..

....am......................d....
The people in your life are cruel
G...................em.......


Keep on riding that hard road
....am.....................d....
The lovers in you life are few
G...................em.......
Keep on riding that hard road

G..........................
Baby baby baby babadadadada
G..........................
Baby baby baby babadadadada
Em.........................
Baby baby baby babadadadada
G..........................
Baby baby baby babadadadada

O God
High in your fields above earth
Come and be real for us
You with your mind
Oh yes you are
Beautifully fine

O Girl
Electric witch you are
Limp in society's ditch you are
Visually fine
Oh yes you are
But mentally dying



O boy
Just like a boat you are
Sunk but somehow you float you do
Mentally weak
Oh yes you are
But so much you speak