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from T. Rex - Unicorn (2004)
'Pon a hill a green bird sat
Her owlets in a green felt hat Her fortune was a wish. Ambassador a heron blue Rode on the dawn with kegs of dew He said his tales were true A ragged youth with eyes of glass Was seen dancing upon the grass His words were winged and wise His shaven skull he etched with ease The silent scriptures of the trees His prophecies were You. |
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from T. Rex - Unicorn (2004)
'Pon a hill a green bird sat
Her owlets in a green felt hat Her fortune was a wish. Ambassador a heron blue Rode on the dawn with kegs of dew He said his tales were true A ragged youth with eyes of glass Was seen dancing upon the grass His words were winged and wise His shaven skull he etched with ease The silent scriptures of the trees His prophecies were You. |
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from T. Rex - Solid Gold The Best Of T.rex (2000)
Friends say it's fine, friends say it's good Everybody says it's just like Robin Hood I move like a rat, talk 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 says it's fine, friends says it's good Everybody says it's just like Robin Hood Fly like a plane, drive like a car, hold out your hand Babe, I'm gonna be your man And it's plain to see you were meant for me, yeah I'm your boy, your twentieth century toy Twentieth century boy, I wanna be your toy Twentieth century boy, I wanna be your toy Twentieth century boy, I wanna be your toy Twentieth century boy, I wanna be your toy Friends say it's fine, friends say it's good Everybody says it's just like rock 'n' roll I move like a cat, talk like a rat, 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 twentieth century boy Twentieth century boy, I wanna be your toy Twentieth century boy, I wanna be your toy Twentieth century boy, I wanna be your toy Twentieth century boy, I wanna be your toy |
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from Wonderland (2004)
> --- T. Rex Oow Friends say it's fine, friends say it's good Ev'rybody says it's just like rock'n'roll I move like a cat, charge like a ram Sting like a bee, babe I wanna be your man Well it's plain to see you were meant for me, yeah I'm your boy, your 20th century toy Friends say it's fine, my friends say it's good Ev'rybody says it's just like rock'n'roll Fly like a plane, drive like a car Ball like a hen, babe I wanna be your man - oh Well it's plain to see you were meant for me, yeah I'm your toy, your 20th century boy 20th century toy, I wanna be your boy 20th century toy, I wanna be your boy 20th century toy, I wanna be your boy 20th century toy, I wanna be your boy Friends say it's fine, friends say it's good Ev'rybody says it's just like rock'n'roll Move like a cat, charge like a ram Sting like I feel, babe I wanna be your man Well it's plain to see you were meant for me, yeah I'm your toy, your 20th century boy 20th century toy, I wanna be your boy 20th century toy, I wanna be your boy 20th century toy, I wanna be your toy 20th century boy, I wanna be your toy |
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from T. Rex - The Singles As & Bs (2004)
Friends say it's fine, friends say it's good Everybody says it's just like Robin Hood I move like a rat, talk 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 says it's fine, friends says it's good Everybody says it's just like Robin Hood Fly like a plane, drive like a car, hold out your hand Babe, I'm gonna be your man And it's plain to see you were meant for me, yeah I'm your boy, your twentieth century toy Twentieth century boy, I wanna be your toy Twentieth century boy, I wanna be your toy Twentieth century boy, I wanna be your toy Twentieth century boy, I wanna be your toy Friends say it's fine, friends say it's good Everybody says it's just like rock 'n' roll I move like a cat, talk like a rat, 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 twentieth century boy Twentieth century boy, I wanna be your toy Twentieth century boy, I wanna be your toy Twentieth century boy, I wanna be your toy Twentieth century boy, I wanna be your toy |
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from T. Rex - Tanx (2005)
Friends say it's fine, friends say it's good
Everybody says it's just like rock 'n' roll I move like a cat, charge like a ram Sting like a bee, babe, I wanna be your man Well, it's plain to see you were meant for me, yeah I'm your boy, your 20th century toy Friends say it's fine, my friends say it's good Everybody says it's just like rock 'n' roll Fly like a plane, drive like a car Ball like a hound, babe, I wanna be your man - oh Well, it's plain to see you were meant for me, yeah I'm your toy, your 20th century boy 20th century toy, I wanna be your boy 20th century toy, I wanna be your boy 20th century toy, I wanna be your boy 20th century toy, I wanna be your boy Friends say it's fine, friends say it's good Everybody says it's just like rock 'n' roll Move like a cat, charge like a ram Sting like a bee, babe, I wanna be your man Well it's plain to see you were meant for me, yeah I'm your toy, your 20th century boy 20th century toy, I wanna be your boy 20th century toy, I wanna be your boy 20th century toy, I wanna be your boy 20th century toy, I wanna be your boy |
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from Lords Of Dogtown (독타운의 제왕들) by Mark Mothersbaugh [ost] (2005)
Friends say it's fine, friends say it's good
Everybody says it's just like rock 'n' roll I move like a cat, charge like a ram Sting like a bee, babe, I wanna be your man Well, it's plain to see you were meant for me, yeah I'm your boy, your 20th century toy Friends say it's fine, my friends say it's good Everybody says it's just like rock 'n' roll Fly like a plane, drive like a car Ball like a hound, babe, I wanna be your man - oh Well, it's plain to see you were meant for me, yeah I'm your toy, your 20th century boy 20th century toy, I wanna be your boy 20th century toy, I wanna be your boy 20th century toy, I wanna be your boy 20th century toy, I wanna be your boy Friends say it's fine, friends say it's good Everybody says it's just like rock 'n' roll Move like a cat, charge like a ram Sting like a bee, babe, I wanna be your man Well it's plain to see you were meant for me, yeah I'm your toy, your 20th century boy 20th century toy, I wanna be your boy 20th century toy, I wanna be your boy 20th century toy, I wanna be your boy 20th century toy, I wanna be your boy |
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from T. Rex - A Beard Of Stars (1970)
Every dawn of our lives a heart is forged and
Linked with lore to the one so similar Born with blessed life dust Stored beneath its soul To bless and pass on to its children. Even though the wind may blow it all away Don't ever worry 'cos I'm your friend. |
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from T. Rex - My People Were Fair... (2004)
Afghan woman, deemed a princess
Born a true blue thoroughbred Head a chiselled face of fables Omen of no ill Hills that spread around your chamber Blooms that twine around your ears Blossoms of the royalest texture angel of the years Clad in sacks and scraps of linen Living 'neath your waterwell Praying that my youthy pauper's face Will quench you well Gazelle girl striding through your palace Precious jewels nestle in your hair Rameses born with platinum future Take my heart and care. |
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from T. Rex - My People Were Fair... (2004)
Afghan woman, deemed a princess
Born a true blue thoroughbred Head a chiselled face of fables Omen of no ill Hills that spread around your chamber Blooms that twine around your ears Blossoms of the royalest texture angel of the years Clad in sacks and scraps of linen Living 'neath your waterwell Praying that my youthy pauper's face Will quench you well Gazelle girl striding through your palace Precious jewels nestle in your hair Rameses born with platinum future Take my heart and care. |
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from T. Rex - The Singles As & Bs (2004)
All alone I sit at home
With my chrome guitar Even Michael Mouse He has a house with someone there You handsome bitch, you movie twitch And seranade the dudes that move and Smile so vile and masquerade, they masquerade An adjacent kid with a Jamacian lid And switch-blade knife, steals the Truth from your golden tooth then he Turns you in So you hold hands tight on a marble night And maybe dismissed, but know that Zeus is never loose with his Grecian kiss His Grecian kiss Fiery skies in children eyes Fade into youth bleeding blood and tears On all the ears, that heard your gold So you walk the dog and you stroll the fog On a dome sky earth, and lie too hard Is an English bard, you better hide your tracks Better watch your mind Do it to me baby, now |
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from T. Rex - Futuristic Dragon (2005)
All alone I sit at home
With my chrome guitar Even Michael Mouse He has a house with someone there You handsome bitch, you movie twitch And seranade the dudes that move and Smile so vile and masquerade, they masquerade An adjacent kid with a Jamacian lid And switch-blade knife, steals the Truth from your golden tooth then he Turns you in So you hold hands tight on a marble night And maybe dismissed, but know that Zeus is never loose with his Grecian kiss His Grecian kiss Fiery skies in children eyes Fade into youth bleeding blood and tears On all the ears, that heard your gold So you walk the dog and you stroll the fog On a dome sky earth, and lie too hard Is an English bard, you better hide your tracks Better watch your mind Do it to me baby, now |
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from T. Rex - Futuristic Dragon (2005)
All alone I sit at home
With my chrome guitar Even Michael Mouse He has a house with someone there You handsome bitch, you movie twitch And seranade the dudes that move and Smile so vile and masquerade, they masquerade An adjacent kid with a Jamacian lid And switch-blade knife, steals the Truth from your golden tooth then he Turns you in So you hold hands tight on a marble night And maybe dismissed, but know that Zeus is never loose with his Grecian kiss His Grecian kiss Fiery skies in children eyes Fade into youth bleeding blood and tears On all the ears, that heard your gold So you walk the dog and you stroll the fog On a dome sky earth, and lie too hard Is an English bard, you better hide your tracks Better watch your mind Do it to me baby, now |
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from T. Rex - Futuristic Dragon (2005)
All alone I sit at home
With my chrome guitar Even Michael Mouse He has a house with someone there You handsome bitch, you movie twitch And seranade the dudes that move and Smile so vile and masquerade, they masquerade An adjacent kid with a Jamacian lid And switch-blade knife, steals the Truth from your golden tooth then he Turns you in So you hold hands tight on a marble night And maybe dismissed, but know that Zeus is never loose with his Grecian kiss His Grecian kiss Fiery skies in children eyes Fade into youth bleeding blood and tears On all the ears, that heard your gold So you walk the dog and you stroll the fog On a dome sky earth, and lie too hard Is an English bard, you better hide your tracks Better watch your mind Do it to me baby, now |
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from T. Rex - Futuristic Dragon (2005)
All alone I sit at home
With my chrome guitar Even Michael Mouse He has a house with someone there You handsome bitch, you movie twitch And seranade the dudes that move and Smile so vile and masquerade, they masquerade An adjacent kid with a Jamacian lid And switch-blade knife, steals the Truth from your golden tooth then he Turns you in So you hold hands tight on a marble night And maybe dismissed, but know that Zeus is never loose with his Grecian kiss His Grecian kiss Fiery skies in children eyes Fade into youth bleeding blood and tears On all the ears, that heard your gold So you walk the dog and you stroll the fog On a dome sky earth, and lie too hard Is an English bard, you better hide your tracks Better watch your mind Do it to me baby, now |
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from T. Rex - Unchained: Unreleased Recordings Vol.4 (2002)
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah Baby in the evening is a good thing Good, good song makes my heart sing I'm gonna give you all of my love I'm gonna give you all of my love Leather stud demon at my window Sacrificial songs at my bedside I'm gonna give you all of my love I'm gonna give you all of my love Shadow on my pavement in the morning Baby, baby it's a kind of warning. I'm gonna give you all of my love I'm gonna give you all of my love Winter is a splinter from my dark days Baby, it's a rock scene madness I'm gonna give you all of my love I'm gonna give you all of my love Baby is a screamer and I love her Baby is a screamer and I love her Baby is a screamer and I love her Baby is a screamer and I love her (Repeat 4th verse) Baby is a screamer and I love her (Repeat to fade....) |
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from T. Rex - Prophets, Seers And Sages The Angels Of The Ages (2004)
Woven deep beneath the caves of melted steel
Stalks a Mage, a necromancer heel, Tortured runic clasps of Aztecetian skill, The condor flies scared skies in search of Aznageel. Below the sun his withered weasel scurries deep. The streams of doom contrive to kiss his sculptured feet. His raven legs all churned and ruined through towers of pride Above the sun the princely guardian condor flies. A beauty ruby fain it's worth twelve lives or more. He stammers as he slugs over the staggered floor. A chilled moment his dolphin eyes maul jewels of war O joy the sunlit condor unearths Aznagel's door. |
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from T. Rex - Prophets, Seers And Sages The Angels Of The Ages (2004)
Woven deep beneath the caves of melted steel
Stalks a Mage, a necromancer heel, Tortured runic clasps of Aztecetian skill, The condor flies scared skies in search of Aznageel. Below the sun his withered weasel scurries deep. The streams of doom contrive to kiss his sculptured feet. His raven legs all churned and ruined through towers of pride Above the sun the princely guardian condor flies. A beauty ruby fain it's worth twelve lives or more. He stammers as he slugs over the staggered floor. A chilled moment his dolphin eyes maul jewels of war O joy the sunlit condor unearths Aznagel's door. |
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from T. Rex - Prophets, Seers And Sages The Angels Of The Ages (2004)
Woven deep beneath the caves of melted steel
Stalks a Mage, a necromancer heel, Tortured runic clasps of Aztecetian skill, The condor flies scared skies in search of Aznageel. Below the sun his withered weasel scurries deep. The streams of doom contrive to kiss his sculptured feet. His raven legs all churned and ruined through towers of pride Above the sun the princely guardian condor flies. A beauty ruby fain it's worth twelve lives or more. He stammers as he slugs over the staggered floor. A chilled moment his dolphin eyes maul jewels of war O joy the sunlit condor unearths Aznagel's door. |
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from T. Rex - The Slider (1999)
Baby Boomerang - T. Rex
Slim lined sheik faced Angel of the night In the graveyard of the night New york witch in the dungeon Of the day I'm trying to write my novel All you do is play Mice pie dog-eye Eagle on the wind I'm searching through this garbage Looking for a friend Your uncle with an alligator Chained to his leg Dangles you your freedom Then he offers you his bed It seems to me to dream Is something too wild In max's kansas city You a belladonna child Riding on the higways On the gateways to the south You're talking with your boots And you're walking with your mouth Baby boomerang baby boomerang You never spike a person But you always bang the whole gang Thank you ma'am |
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Baby Boomerang - T. Rex
Slim lined sheik faced Angel of the night In the graveyard of the night New york witch in the dungeon Of the day I'm trying to write my novel All you do is play Mice pie dog-eye Eagle on the wind I'm searching through this garbage Looking for a friend Your uncle with an alligator Chained to his leg Dangles you your freedom Then he offers you his bed It seems to me to dream Is something too wild In max's kansas city You a belladonna child Riding on the higways On the gateways to the south You're talking with your boots And you're walking with your mouth Baby boomerang baby boomerang You never spike a person But you always bang the whole gang Thank you ma'am |
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from T. Rex - The Slider (1999)
Baby Boomerang - T. Rex
Slim lined sheik faced Angel of the night In the graveyard of the night New york witch in the dungeon Of the day I'm trying to write my novel All you do is play Mice pie dog-eye Eagle on the wind I'm searching through this garbage Looking for a friend Your uncle with an alligator Chained to his leg Dangles you your freedom Then he offers you his bed It seems to me to dream Is something too wild In max's kansas city You a belladonna child Riding on the higways On the gateways to the south You're talking with your boots And you're walking with your mouth Baby boomerang baby boomerang You never spike a person But you always bang the whole gang Thank you ma'am |
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from T. Rex - The Singles As & Bs (2004)
Slim lined sheik faced
Angel of the night Riding like a cowboy In the graveyard of the night New York witch in the dungeon Of the day I'm trying to write my novel But all you do is play Baby Boomerang Baby Boomerang You never spike a person But you always bang the whole gang Mince pie dog-eye Eagle on the wind I'm searching through this garbage Looking for a friend Your uncle with an alligator Chained to his leg Dangles you your freedom Then he offers you his bed Baby Boomerang Baby Boomerang You never spike a person But you always bang the whole gang It seems to me to dream Is something too wild In Max's Kansas City You a belladonna child hiding on the highways On the gateways to the south You're talking with your boots And you're walking with your mouth Baby Boomerang Baby Boomerang You never spike a person But you always bang the whole gang Baby Boomerang Baby Boomerang You never spike a person But you always bang the whole gang Thank you ma'am |
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from T. Rex - The Slider (1999)
Baby Strange - T. Rex
I see you walking I see you talking With all of my friends I'm shadowed under you're like some thunder I wanna be your friend I wanna call you I wanna ball you all night long In winds of passion my whip is lashing I wanna get you and then Oooo you're strange Don't lame me baby strage Don't lame me baby The city's shaking I ain't faking baby this is the end I'm overloaded my head's exploded I wanna get you and then |
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Baby Strange - T. Rex
I see you walking I see you talking With all of my friends I'm shadowed under you're like some thunder I wanna be your friend I wanna call you I wanna ball you all night long In winds of passion my whip is lashing I wanna get you and then Oooo you're strange Don't lame me baby strage Don't lame me baby The city's shaking I ain't faking baby this is the end I'm overloaded my head's exploded I wanna get you and then |
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Baby Strange - T. Rex
I see you walking I see you talking With all of my friends I'm shadowed under you're like some thunder I wanna be your friend I wanna call you I wanna ball you all night long In winds of passion my whip is lashing I wanna get you and then Oooo you're strange Don't lame me baby strage Don't lame me baby The city's shaking I ain't faking baby this is the end I'm overloaded my head's exploded I wanna get you and then |
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from T. Rex - The Slider (1999)
Baby Strange - T. Rex
I see you walking I see you talking With all of my friends I'm shadowed under you're like some thunder I wanna be your friend I wanna call you I wanna ball you all night long In winds of passion my whip is lashing I wanna get you and then Oooo you're strange Don't lame me baby strage Don't lame me baby The city's shaking I ain't faking baby this is the end I'm overloaded my head's exploded I wanna get you and then |
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from T. Rex - The Singles As & Bs (2004)
I see you walking
I see you talking With all my friends I'm shadowed under You're like some thunder I wanna be your friend I wanna call you I wanna ball you All night long In winds of passion My whip is lashing I wanna get you and then OOO you're strange Don't lame me baby strange Don't lame me baby The city's shaking I ain't faking Baby this is the end I'm overloaded My head's exploded I wanna get you and then |
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from T. Rex - The Slider (1999)
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 |
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from T. Rex - The Slider (1999)
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 |
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from T. Rex - The Slider (1999)
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 |
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from T. Rex - The Slider (1999)
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 |
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from T. Rex - Electric Warrior [Deluxe Edition] (1971)
Get It On - T. Rex
Well you're dirty and sweet Clad in Black Don't look back And I love you You're dirty and sweet oh yea. Well you're slim and you're weak You got the teeth Of the Hydra upon you. You're dirty sweet And you're my girl. Get It On Bang a gong Get It On <Repeat You're built like a car You got a hubcap Diamond star halo You're built like a car Oh yea. You're an untamed youth That's the truth With your cloak full of eagles You're dirty sweet And you're my girl Get It On Bang a gong Get It On <repeat Well you're windy and wild You got the blues I'm your shoes and your stockings. You're windy and wild Oh yeah. You're built like a car You got a hubcap Diamond star halo You're built like a car Oh yea. Get It On Bang a gong Get It On .................... |
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from T. Rex - T.Rex (1970)
Trucking down by the roadside
Met a man with a starhide He said boy wouldn't you like to look But could it give me love Give me little love from her heart Bopping down by the whirlpool I met a girl she was god's tool I said girl wouldn't you like to rock But could it give me love Give me little love from god's heart Walking down by the westwind I met a boy he was my friend I said boy we could sing it too And we do Give us love Give us little love Give us little love from your hearts And then we'll walk. |
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from T. Rex - Bolan Boogie (2000)
Trucking down by the roadside
Met a man with a starhide He said boy wouldn't you like to look But could it give me love Give me little love from her heart Bopping down by the whirlpool I met a girl she was god's tool I said girl wouldn't you like to rock But could it give me love Give me little love from god's heart Walking down by the westwind I met a boy he was my friend I said boy we could sing it too And we do Give us love Give us little love Give us little love from your hearts And then we'll walk. |
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from T. Rex - The Music Of Marc Bolan & T-Rex (2002)
Trucking down by the roadside
Met a man with a starhide He said boy wouldn't you like to look But could it give me love Give me little love from her heart Bopping down by the whirlpool I met a girl she was god's tool I said girl wouldn't you like to rock But could it give me love Give me little love from god's heart Walking down by the westwind I met a boy he was my friend I said boy we could sing it too And we do Give us love Give us little love Give us little love from your hearts And then we'll walk. |
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from T. Rex - A Beard Of Stars (1970)
Gypsy Girl, oh twisty pearl
Sat upon the stoney pale mare Beltane Eve, by the fires you grieve With your deep Babylonian hair (chorus) Blessed Wild Apple Girl move along now Blessed Wild Apple Girl move along now Blessed Wild Apple Girl Gypsy girl, oh twisty girl Your hands are dangled with flowers Tangled torn, so stately born For a throne in the (hill) halls of Ireland (chorus) Fools have said the hills are dead But her nose is a rose of the Shee A silver sword by an ancient ford Was my gift from this child of the trees (chorus to end) |
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from T. Rex - The Singles As & Bs (2004)
Baby baby I was born to boogie,
Baby baby l was born to boogie, Spend some time with you, I wanna do all I wanna do. Baby baby I was born a motivation, Baby baby l was born a motivation, Spend some time with you, l wanna do all I wanna do. Boogie children, uh ah, Boogie children, uh ah, Boogie children, uh ah, Boogie children, uh ah |
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from T. Rex - Tanx (2005)
Baby baby I was born to boogie,
Baby baby l was born to boogie, Spend some time with you, I wanna do all I wanna do. Baby baby I was born a motivation, Baby baby l was born a motivation, Spend some time with you, l wanna do all I wanna do. Boogie children, uh ah, Boogie children, uh ah, Boogie children, uh ah, Boogie children, uh ah |
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from T. Rex - Tanx (2005)
Baby baby I was born to boogie,
Baby baby l was born to boogie, Spend some time with you, I wanna do all I wanna do. Baby baby I was born a motivation, Baby baby l was born a motivation, Spend some time with you, l wanna do all I wanna do. Boogie children, uh ah, Boogie children, uh ah, Boogie children, uh ah, Boogie children, uh ah |
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from T. Rex - Tanx (2005)
Baby baby I was born to boogie,
Baby baby l was born to boogie, Spend some time with you, I wanna do all I wanna do. Baby baby I was born a motivation, Baby baby l was born a motivation, Spend some time with you, l wanna do all I wanna do. Boogie children, uh ah, Boogie children, uh ah, Boogie children, uh ah, Boogie children, uh ah |
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from T. Rex - Unchained: Unreleased Recordings Vol.6 (2004)
Watch out Billy
The brain police are coming Billy Watch out Billy The brain police are coming Billy Oh, Watch out! Watch out Billy The brain police are coming Watch out Billy They're coming beside you Billy Watch out Billy They're coming beside you Billy Oh... Coming down to get your mouth Watch out Billy The brain police are coming I said watch out Billy They're trying to hold you Billy I said watch out Billy They're trying to hold you Billy Get down Watch out, Billy.... [to fade...] |
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from T. Rex - Tanx (2005)
This is a song, that I wrote when I was young,
And I call it, the broken hearted blues, The air on that night, was tempered like a knife, And the people wore the face masks of a clown, Don he was long, mis-shapen and forlorn, And his woman ran away without a smile. Days of the earth, are unbroken changeless turf, But the faces of the men are something else. In the wind, as a boy, was a spacious sexual toy, But baby, now he's a toothless baggy man, When the hills of the sun, make you feel that you are young, Get good now, and face your face into the wind. This is a song, that I wrote when I was young, And I called it the broken hearted blues |
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from T. Rex - Tanx (2005)
This is a song, that I wrote when I was young,
And I call it, the broken hearted blues, The air on that night, was tempered like a knife, And the people wore the face masks of a clown, Don he was long, mis-shapen and forlorn, And his woman ran away without a smile. Days of the earth, are unbroken changeless turf, But the faces of the men are something else. In the wind, as a boy, was a spacious sexual toy, But baby, now he's a toothless baggy man, When the hills of the sun, make you feel that you are young, Get good now, and face your face into the wind. This is a song, that I wrote when I was young, And I called it the broken hearted blues |
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from T. Rex - Tanx (2005)
This is a song, that I wrote when I was young,
And I call it, the broken hearted blues, The air on that night, was tempered like a knife, And the people wore the face masks of a clown, Don he was long, mis-shapen and forlorn, And his woman ran away without a smile. Days of the earth, are unbroken changeless turf, But the faces of the men are something else. In the wind, as a boy, was a spacious sexual toy, But baby, now he's a toothless baggy man, When the hills of the sun, make you feel that you are young, Get good now, and face your face into the wind. This is a song, that I wrote when I was young, And I called it the broken hearted blues |
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from T. Rex - The Slider (1999)
Buick Mackane - T. Rex
Buick buick buick mackane Will you Buick mackane will you be my Girl Rainy lady, queen of the rock Will you help me to roll Help me roll, to my soul Slide slider You're just a sexual glider You're just a sexual glider Be my plane in the rain |
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from T. Rex - The Slider (1999)
Buick Mackane - T. Rex
Buick buick buick mackane Will you Buick mackane will you be my Girl Rainy lady, queen of the rock Will you help me to roll Help me roll, to my soul Slide slider You're just a sexual glider You're just a sexual glider Be my plane in the rain |
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from T. Rex - The Slider (1999)
Buick Mackane - T. Rex
Buick buick buick mackane Will you Buick mackane will you be my Girl Rainy lady, queen of the rock Will you help me to roll Help me roll, to my soul Slide slider You're just a sexual glider You're just a sexual glider Be my plane in the rain |
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from T. Rex - The Slider (1999)
Buick Mackane - T. Rex
Buick buick buick mackane Will you Buick mackane will you be my Girl Rainy lady, queen of the rock Will you help me to roll Help me roll, to my soul Slide slider You're just a sexual glider You're just a sexual glider Be my plane in the rain |
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from T. Rex - Unchained: Unreleased Recordings Vol.6 (2004)
D..........................................em..
Oh baby don't you know my head it feels so slow .................c... c/b/bb/a Won't it bust my ball D..........................................em.. Oh baby don't you know my head it feels so slow .................c... c/b/bb/a Won't it bust my ball D.....................dsus4.d... Busted now busted now ba----by D.....................dsus4.d... Busted now busted now ba----by Em............................ Busted now busted now ba----by D......... c/b/bb/a Busted now D..........................................em.. Oh baby don't you know my head it feels so slow .................c... c/b/bb/a Won't it bust my ball D..........................................em.. Oh baby don't you know my head it feels so slow .................c... c/b/bb/a Won't it bust my ball |
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from T. Rex - A Beard Of Stars (1970)
I'm a gonna dance with my princess
By the light of the magical moon I'm a gonna dance with my princess By the light of the ma-magical moon As I go along my way, I say hey-hey As I go along my way, I say hey-hey I'm a gonna talk with the elders And tell all of our hearts that she's good I love ev'ry dance with my baby By the light of the magical moon As I go along my way, I say hey-hey As I go along my way, I say hey-hey I'm a gonna dance (d-dance) with my baby (b-baby) By the light of a ma-magical moon Gonna do-do-d-dance with my baby By the light of the magical moon When I slay the darkest day then we can play Until that deep and joyous day we'll dance and pray Alright |
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from T. Rex - A Beard Of Stars (1970)
I'm a gonna dance with my princess
By the light of the magical moon I'm a gonna dance with my princess By the light of the ma-magical moon As I go along my way, I say hey-hey As I go along my way, I say hey-hey I'm a gonna talk with the elders And tell all of our hearts that she's good I love ev'ry dance with my baby By the light of the magical moon As I go along my way, I say hey-hey As I go along my way, I say hey-hey I'm a gonna dance (d-dance) with my baby (b-baby) By the light of a ma-magical moon Gonna do-do-d-dance with my baby By the light of the magical moon When I slay the darkest day then we can play Until that deep and joyous day we'll dance and pray Alright |
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from T. Rex - Bolan Boogie (2000)
I'm a gonna dance with my princess
By the light of the magical moon I'm a gonna dance with my princess By the light of the ma-magical moon As I go along my way, I say hey-hey As I go along my way, I say hey-hey I'm a gonna talk with the elders And tell all of our hearts that she's good I love ev'ry dance with my baby By the light of the magical moon As I go along my way, I say hey-hey As I go along my way, I say hey-hey I'm a gonna dance (d-dance) with my baby (b-baby) By the light of a ma-magical moon Gonna do-do-d-dance with my baby By the light of the magical moon When I slay the darkest day then we can play Until that deep and joyous day we'll dance and pray Alright |
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from T. Rex - Unchained: Unreleased Recordings Vol.5 (2002)
I'm a gonna dance with my princess
By the light of the magical moon I'm a gonna dance with my princess By the light of the ma-magical moon As I go along my way, I say hey-hey As I go along my way, I say hey-hey I'm a gonna talk with the elders And tell all of our hearts that she's good I love ev'ry dance with my baby By the light of the magical moon As I go along my way, I say hey-hey As I go along my way, I say hey-hey I'm a gonna dance (d-dance) with my baby (b-baby) By the light of a ma-magical moon Gonna do-do-d-dance with my baby By the light of the magical moon When I slay the darkest day then we can play Until that deep and joyous day we'll dance and pray Alright |
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from T. Rex - The Music Of Marc Bolan & T-Rex (2002)
I'm a gonna dance with my princess
By the light of the magical moon I'm a gonna dance with my princess By the light of the ma-magical moon As I go along my way, I say hey-hey As I go along my way, I say hey-hey I'm a gonna talk with the elders And tell all of our hearts that she's good I love ev'ry dance with my baby By the light of the magical moon As I go along my way, I say hey-hey As I go along my way, I say hey-hey I'm a gonna dance (d-dance) with my baby (b-baby) By the light of a ma-magical moon Gonna do-do-d-dance with my baby By the light of the magical moon When I slay the darkest day then we can play Until that deep and joyous day we'll dance and pray Alright |
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from T. Rex - The Slider (1999)
D....dsus4/d.......
D...................... ... Baby I wanna walk you home Em.......................d.... Oh baby I wanna walk you home C.......................am...... There' s a shadow in the basement ....f...g...............d.... And I'm scared to sleep alone D......................... Baby doesn't everybody weep Em.........................d... Oh baby, doesn't everybody weep C....................am...... I'd slide up there beside you .......f.........g........d.... But my nightmares are too steep D............................. Bab y I wanna buy you a cadilac Em............................d.. Oh baby I wanna buy you a cadilac C...................am...... I bought it with my soul but F.......g.........................d... Y ou say that you're gonna give it back |
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from T. Rex - The Slider (1999)
Yeah
Baby I wanna walk you home Oh baby I wanna walk you home There's a shadow in the bedroom And I'm scared to sleep alone Baby doesn't everybody weep Oh baby doesn't everybody weep I'd slide up there beside you But my nightmare's oh too steep Yeah Baby I wanna buy you a Cadillac Baby I wanna buy you a Cadillac I bought it with my song But you say that you're gonna give it back Yeah Baby I love you baby I love you baby I love you baby |
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from T. Rex - The Singles As & Bs (2004)
Yeah
Baby I wanna walk you home Oh baby I wanna walk you home There's a shadow in the bedroom And I'm scared to sleep alone Baby doesn't everybody weep Oh baby doesn't everybody weep I'd slide up there beside you But my nightmare's oh too steep Yeah Baby I wanna buy you a Cadillac Baby I wanna buy you a Cadillac I bought it with my song But you say that you're gonna give it back Yeah Baby I love you baby I love you baby I love you baby |
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from T. Rex - Futuristic Dragon (2005)
Walking wild at midnight
Breathing like a panther Holding hands with my love Dancing like a master Calling all destroyers Calling all destroyers yeah Shadow beach Burgandy Get you high as lightning Driving in your Porsche coupe Don't marry Fanny Frightning Mixing with the moon maids Melting down her rainbow King Kong, bang a gong All around your boudoir |
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from T. Rex - Futuristic Dragon (2005)
Walking wild at midnight
Breathing like a panther Holding hands with my love Dancing like a master Calling all destroyers Calling all destroyers yeah Shadow beach Burgandy Get you high as lightning Driving in your Porsche coupe Don't marry Fanny Frightning Mixing with the moon maids Melting down her rainbow King Kong, bang a gong All around your boudoir |
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from T. Rex - Zinc Alloy And The Hidden Riders Of Tomorrow (1974)
Carsmile Smith he's the old one
Don't you know he's the good one Don'tcha, don'tcha Bessy stood by the side of the grave Like a woman of love would do She hung her hands into a knot of grief For a man she never knew Carsmile Smith he's the old one Don't you know that he's the good one Don'tcha, don'tcha Carsmile Smith he's the old one Don't you know he's the good one Don'tcha, don'tcha Bessy stood by the side of the grave Like a woman of love would do She hung her hands into a knot of grief For a man she never knew Don'tcha, don'tcha |
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from T. Rex - Futuristic Dragon (2005)
Oh I wanna be your casual agent
I wanna be your casual agent Casual agent moving by the sand Cosmetic Betty stealing from the skull Madonna dollar destroyed by the holy roof I know to move my child to switch Without your tooth Distorted contortionist barely Saved his cool As he rubberised Hannah by the 'lectric school With the planetary pearl And the magnetic fool who were Both told and rolled to look alike And welded to a stool Wind of illusion came darkly down my street Lead were my eyelids, demented were my feet And the two faced detector from the Malibu beach, dejected like Delilah she Sucked upon my perch All night worker for the missionary stand I seldom drip glue, in the video grand Tiger tongued tinse, see the old queens Of the night, were stone cold stiletto-toed Stone mama's alright |
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from T. Rex - Futuristic Dragon (2005)
Oh I wanna be your casual agent
I wanna be your casual agent Casual agent moving by the sand Cosmetic Betty stealing from the skull Madonna dollar destroyed by the holy roof I know to move my child to switch Without your tooth Distorted contortionist barely Saved his cool As he rubberised Hannah by the 'lectric school With the planetary pearl And the magnetic fool who were Both told and rolled to look alike And welded to a stool Wind of illusion came darkly down my street Lead were my eyelids, demented were my feet And the two faced detector from the Malibu beach, dejected like Delilah she Sucked upon my perch All night worker for the missionary stand I seldom drip glue, in the video grand Tiger tongued tinse, see the old queens Of the night, were stone cold stiletto-toed Stone mama's alright |
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from T. Rex - Futuristic Dragon (2005)
Oh I wanna be your casual agent
I wanna be your casual agent Casual agent moving by the sand Cosmetic Betty stealing from the skull Madonna dollar destroyed by the holy roof I know to move my child to switch Without your tooth Distorted contortionist barely Saved his cool As he rubberised Hannah by the 'lectric school With the planetary pearl And the magnetic fool who were Both told and rolled to look alike And welded to a stool Wind of illusion came darkly down my street Lead were my eyelids, demented were my feet And the two faced detector from the Malibu beach, dejected like Delilah she Sucked upon my perch All night worker for the missionary stand I seldom drip glue, in the video grand Tiger tongued tinse, see the old queens Of the night, were stone cold stiletto-toed Stone mama's alright |
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from T. Rex - Futuristic Dragon (2005)
Oh I wanna be your casual agent
I wanna be your casual agent Casual agent moving by the sand Cosmetic Betty stealing from the skull Madonna dollar destroyed by the holy roof I know to move my child to switch Without your tooth Distorted contortionist barely Saved his cool As he rubberised Hannah by the 'lectric school With the planetary pearl And the magnetic fool who were Both told and rolled to look alike And welded to a stool Wind of illusion came darkly down my street Lead were my eyelids, demented were my feet And the two faced detector from the Malibu beach, dejected like Delilah she Sucked upon my perch All night worker for the missionary stand I seldom drip glue, in the video grand Tiger tongued tinse, see the old queens Of the night, were stone cold stiletto-toed Stone mama's alright |
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from T. Rex - Futuristic Dragon (2005)
Oh I wanna be your casual agent
I wanna be your casual agent Casual agent moving by the sand Cosmetic Betty stealing from the skull Madonna dollar destroyed by the holy roof I know to move my child to switch Without your tooth Distorted contortionist barely Saved his cool As he rubberised Hannah by the 'lectric school With the planetary pearl And the magnetic fool who were Both told and rolled to look alike And welded to a stool Wind of illusion came darkly down my street Lead were my eyelids, demented were my feet And the two faced detector from the Malibu beach, dejected like Delilah she Sucked upon my perch All night worker for the missionary stand I seldom drip glue, in the video grand Tiger tongued tinse, see the old queens Of the night, were stone cold stiletto-toed Stone mama's alright |
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from T. Rex - The Music Of Marc Bolan & T-Rex (2002)
Cat Black, you know she's back
Been six weeks since she blew her stack Now she's fine, she's all mine I'm gonna stop her blowin' her mind again Cat Black she's my honey All she wants to do is spend my money She's a real-gone chick and I love her so Knocks me out when she does the rock 'n' roll, yeah Cat Black you know I'm pleased There's my heart, and here's the keys to my Cadillac, hey Cat Black You look all pretty, let's get turned on And fade away Cat Black she's so sweet She's so pretty I can hardly speak Dresses in jeans, gets on scenes She's kind and she's fine to me Cat Black, you know she's back Been six weeks since she blew her stack Now she's fine she's all mine I'm gonna stop her blowin' her mind again [Repeat last verse] |
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from T. Rex - Unicorn (2004)
Catblack the wizard's hat
Spun in lore from Dagamoor The skull of jade Was pearl inlaid The silks, skin spun, repelled the Sun A tusk of boar with dwarfish awe Sobs on the door where stood before A mountain man with sky-blue teeth Upon his head a python's wreath A deer he slew in the dawning's dew Her heart was a dagger for a murderer's brew. A toad of jet on a sill cast in brass Portrayed for his sight mysteries of the past A yellow orphan dancer rich in Nature's costly gold Wept for the jailer of time to bless her old But his kiss he held and shadowed for the spell of nights are strong And spiralled like a whirlwind in the childhood of a song Catblack the wizard's back Daubed in doom in his tounge tombed room We of the wind must rejoice and speak And kiss all our starbrowed brothers on the cheek. |
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from T. Rex - The Singles As & Bs (2004)
Hey little girl would you like a dance
Hey little girl want a quick romance Hey little girl won't you take a chance And celebrate summer with me Hey little chick where did you learn that trick Hey don't you know you got rock and roll Hey little punk forget all that junk And celebrate summer with me Summer's not a bummer This is summer And it's now Summer is heaven in '77 Hey little girl would you like a dance Hey little girl want a quick romance Hey little girl won't you be the one To celebrate summer with me |
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from T. Rex - Dandy In The Underworld (2005)
Hey little girl would you like a dance
Hey little girl want a quick romance Hey little girl won't you take a chance And celebrate summer with me Hey little chick where did you learn that trick Hey don't you know you got rock and roll Hey little punk forget all that junk And celebrate summer with me Summer's not a bummer This is summer And it's now Summer is heaven in '77 Hey little girl would you like a dance Hey little girl want a quick romance Hey little girl won't you be the one To celebrate summer with me |
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from T. Rex - Dandy In The Underworld (2005)
Hey little girl would you like a dance
Hey little girl want a quick romance Hey little girl won't you take a chance And celebrate summer with me Hey little chick where did you learn that trick Hey don't you know you got rock and roll Hey little punk forget all that junk And celebrate summer with me Summer's not a bummer This is summer And it's now Summer is heaven in '77 Hey little girl would you like a dance Hey little girl want a quick romance Hey little girl won't you be the one To celebrate summer with me |
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from T. Rex - Dandy In The Underworld (2005)
Hey little girl would you like a dance
Hey little girl want a quick romance Hey little girl won't you take a chance And celebrate summer with me Hey little chick where did you learn that trick Hey don't you know you got rock and roll Hey little punk forget all that junk And celebrate summer with me Summer's not a bummer This is summer And it's now Summer is heaven in '77 Hey little girl would you like a dance Hey little girl want a quick romance Hey little girl won't you be the one To celebrate summer with me |
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from T. Rex - Dandy In The Underworld (2005)
Hey little girl would you like a dance
Hey little girl want a quick romance Hey little girl won't you take a chance And celebrate summer with me Hey little chick where did you learn that trick Hey don't you know you got rock and roll Hey little punk forget all that junk And celebrate summer with me Summer's not a bummer This is summer And it's now Summer is heaven in '77 Hey little girl would you like a dance Hey little girl want a quick romance Hey little girl won't you be the one To celebrate summer with me |
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Change change change see it all the time
Look look look I could write a book about my life Baby blue I love you Look look look I could write a book about my life Change is coming just like the sun Change is coming you better run Baby blue I love you Blue blue blue I could write a book about your life Change is coming just like the sun Change is coming you better run Change is coming just like the sun Change is coming you better run |
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Chariot Choogle - T. Rex
Girl you are a groove You're like the planets when you move See the winter' coming In a two finned caddy Gonna walk upon the waters Go oooo yea Girl you gotta cook You got the chariot by the hook I'm riding in the rain Got my blue suede shoes Gonna give up all my pain And go ooooo yea Baby you know who you are Baby you know who you are Don't you know who you are Standing on your porch You wear your pleasure like a torch Hiding in the road Like a paolini toad Gonna give up all my load And go oooo yea |
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Chariot Choogle - T. Rex
Girl you are a groove You're like the planets when you move See the winter' coming In a two finned caddy Gonna walk upon the waters Go oooo yea Girl you gotta cook You got the chariot by the hook I'm riding in the rain Got my blue suede shoes Gonna give up all my pain And go ooooo yea Baby you know who you are Baby you know who you are Don't you know who you are Standing on your porch You wear your pleasure like a torch Hiding in the road Like a paolini toad Gonna give up all my load And go oooo yea |
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from T. Rex - Unicorn (2004)
The toad road licked my wheels like a sabre
Winds of the marsh lightly blew Stone jars stacked with stars on her shoulders Hunters of pity she slew. Chariots of silk she rode Stallions of gold she owned. A mad Mage with a maid on his eyebrows Hunteth the realm for a God Who could teach him the craft of decanting The glassy entrails of a frog. The Bard of my birth with his ballet Walked the wild worlds in the chase For the black chested canary Who as a moose can sing bass. |
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