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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 |
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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 |
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Forgot my six-string raiser - 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 And the sun burns hot on the cold steel rails Now its a mighty long way down the dusty trail All the way from Memphis 'N I look like a bum 'n I crawl like a snail Well I got to Oreoles y'know - it took a month Now its a mighty long way down rock'n'roll 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. 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 As your name gets hot so your heart grows cold 'N you gotta stay young man, you can never be old Yeah its a mighty long way down rock'n'roll 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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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, Roll away the stone, roll away the stone I'll keep you safe and all right Won't you roll away the stone Don't you let it die Won't you roll away the stone Why be cold and so alone? No matter if fools say we can't win Roll away the stone, roll away the stone I know I'll fall in love again Baby in love and sweet romance So sing - we still got a chance Won't you roll away the stone Why be cold and so alone? Roll away the stone, roll away the stone 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 Gonna bring your records (Well I got my invite) Made it! (Ohh, will do) 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 rollCome on..... yeah |
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Well, Billy rapped all night about his suicide,
how he'd kick it in the head when he was twenty-five, speed jive, don't want to stay alive when you're twenty-five. and Freddie's got spots from ripping off the stars from his face, And Wendy's stealing clothes from Marks and Sparks funky little boat race. The television man is crazy saying we're juvenile deliquent wrecks, oh man, I need TV when I got T Rex oh brother you guessed All the young dudes (Hey dudes!), carry the news (Where are ya?), I'm a dude dad. boogaloo dudes (Stand up, come on!), All the young dudes (I want to hear you.), carry the news. carry the news (I want to see you.), boogaloo dudes (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, I've got to race some cat to bed, is that concrete all around, or is it in my head, yeah, All the young dudes (Hey dudes!), I'm a dude dad. carry the news (Where are ya?), All the young dudes (I want to hear ya.), boogaloo dudes (Stand up!), Carry the news carry the news (I want to see you.), boogaloo dudes (I want to relate to you.), carry the news. carry the news (Let's hear the news - come on!), All the young dudes (C'mon dudes!), boogaloo dudes (I want to kick you), carry the news. carry the news (I want you.), All the young dudes (Hey you there - you with the glasses!), carry the news (Are you all his friends?). boogaloo dudes (I want you in the front!), All the young dudes (Will you bring him down, 'cause I want him!), carry the news carry the news (There you go!). boogaloo dudes (I want him right here, bring him come on - bring him!), boogaloo dudes (How do you feel?), All the young dudes (I've wanted to do this for years!), carry the news (Sick!).carry the news (There you go!), |
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Well how can I be like any guy
Why do they have to make me run What do they care about the clothes that I wear What do they get from making fun Well we got a lot of space And if you don't like my face It ain't me who's going anywhere Cause I don't care Let them laugh at me If that's so fair Well then I don't have to care To be free until they laugh at me And I'll cry for you And I'll pray for you And I'll do everything that the man upstairs said to do I'll do it all for you babe Yes well I'll do it all for you It's got to be sometime It's got to be somewhere I'm going to make that achievement Then maybe the next time That you don't wear a silk tie And I can walk by and say hi Say hi instead of why Instead of why babe Instead of why Instead of why babe Yeah! Instead of why babe Instead of why babe Instead of why babe Instead of why babe Why do you laugh at me Why do you laugh at me Why do you laugh at me Why do you laugh at me Yeah! Mott the Hoople (fade) |
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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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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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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 Oh oh oh good for your body it's good for your soul Oh oh let's go it's the golden age of rock and roll Well you get a little buzz send for the fuzz Guitars gettin' higher and higher The dude in the paint thinks he's gonna faint Stoke more coke on the fire Oh oh oh gotta stay young you can never grow old Oh oh the golden age of rock and roll The golden age of rock and roll will never die As long as the children feel the need to laugh and cry Don't wanna wreck, just recreation Don't wanna fight but if you turn us down We're gonna turn you 'round Don't 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 Oh oh oh gotta stay young you can never grow old Oh oh the golden age of rock and roll |
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