Rest In Peace Mott The Hoople

The goals they reached, they weren't for me. Rest in peace, Even though the worries seem to mount, Don't let them count. Rest in peace. Throw all those smiles and paper miles away.

Ballad Of Mott Mott The Hoople

I changed my name in search of fame to find the Midas touch Oh I wish I'd never wanted then what I want now, twice as much We crossed the mighty oceans and we had a few divides But we never crossed emotion

I Can Feel Mott The Hoople

(ian hunter) Well I know this life is real If I close my eyes I see All around mw worlds of a million ways But still I feel The truth is here in me It does not matter what you see For my face is living

Lay Down Mott The Hoople

We were so close there was no room We bled inside each other's wounds We all caught the same disease We all sang our songs of peace Lay down, lay down, let it all down Let your bright face smile up at

Marionette Mott The Hoople

All dressed in black so nobody sees you Smile in the wings, tell me I please you Call me a king and watch for the wordworm to choke me And you're like a giraffe, the performance is poor Watch

Walking With A Mountain Mott The Hoople

in black so nobody sees you Smile in the wings, tell me I please you Call me a king and watch for the wordworm to choke me And you're like a giraffe, the performance is poor Watch the audience laugh as

Ballad Of Mott The Hoople Mott The Hoople

I changed my name in search of fame To find the midas touch Oh I wish I'd never wanted then What I want now twice as much We crossed the mighty ocean And we had a few divides But we never crossed

Ballad Of The Mott Hoople Mott The Hoople

I changed my name in search of fame To find the midas touch Oh I wish I'd never wanted then What I want now twice as much We crossed the mighty ocean And we had a few divides But we never crossed

Momma's Little Jewel Mott The Hoople

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

Black Scorpio (Momma's Little Jewel) Mott The Hoople

True when I hold you near, and I Come even when I'm on the run, and I'm Wearing Black Scorpio faces, when I Come in the noonday sun.

Darkness Darkness Mott The Hoople

Darkness darkness be my pillow Take my hand let me sleep In the coolness of your shadow In the silence of your deep Darkness darkness hide my yearning For the things that cannot be Keep my mind from constant

The Journey Mott The Hoople

All the changes they will take their time In the morning dust they'll begin to rise Halfway to a borderline Well i can see the end For the very first time Well i know i lost just a little bit on the journey

American Pie Mott The Hoople

book of love And do you have faith in God above If the Bible tells you so Now do you believe in rock and roll Can music save your mortal soul And can you teach me how to dance real slow

Alice Mott The Hoople

And as a hurricane passed by she clutched the money from the sky, She works the 42nd beat on 42nd street, with all her golden ambitions and dead rhinestones in her feet, and when a stranger said she

Saturday Gigs Mott The Hoople

In Seventy we all agreed A King's Road flat was the place to be 'Cause Chelsea girls are the best in the world for company.

Sweet Jane Mott The Hoople

Standing on the corner Suitcase in my hand Jack is in his corset and jane is in her vest And me I'm in a rock and roll band Riding in a stutz bearcat jim Those were different times And the

Roll Away The Stone/Sweet Jane Mott The Hoople

Standing on the corner Suitcase in my hand Jack is in his corset and Jane is in her vest And me I'm in a rock and roll band Riding in a Stutz Bearcat Jim Those were different times And the poets studied

Waterlow Mott The Hoople

I followed the night till the morning sunlight And I thought of the changing times And I followed the child with the evergreen smile And the blue broken tears start to cry Blue broken tears hide away

Trudi's Song Mott The Hoople

She doesn't have to say - she only has to look I think she sees through me - reads me like a book And I'm in love with her, and she's in love with me Mmmmm, I got my babe, Mmmmm, I got my babe, And the

Keep A'Knockin' (Live at Fairfield Halls, Croydon, London) Mott The Hoople

You keep a knockin' but you can't come in You keep a knockin' but you can't come in You keep a knockin' but you can't come in Come back tomorrow night try it again You say you love me but you can't come

Keep A 'Knockin' Mott The Hoople

You keep a knockin' but you can't come in You keep a knockin' but you can't come in You keep a knockin' but you can't come in Come back tomorrow night try it again You say you love me but you can't come

Road To Birmingham Mott The Hoople

His feet lay heavy on the road that led to Birmingham Unseeing eyes, defeated cries, the mysteries of men.

Roll Away The Stone Mott The Hoople

Baby if you just say you still care Follow you most anywhere Roll away the stone, roll away the stone.

Honaloochie Boogie Mott The Hoople

I was a city child with a dead-end smile And a worm's-eye point of view And I had my eyes on you Oh I knew my way, I was a back-street stray You know, some kinda automobeat on the street Now I got

Golden Age Of Rock 'N' Roll Mott The Hoople

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

Home Is Where I Want To Be Mott The Hoople

Maybe I'm just a loser Maybe it's because my boots ain't as clean as they could be Came to town with an even chance I'm feeling down the people I meet ain't fair to me Gave it a try but now I'm ready to

Angel Of Eighth Avenue Mott The Hoople

The willow in the wind is gently weeping No city lights tonight for she is sleeping But in a little while she will awake and gently smile My angel of Eighth Avenue, Manhattan morning.

The Wheel Of The Quivering Meat Conception Mott The Hoople

This isn't a song in the true sense of the word - it is an end-of-session jam (sounds a bit like 'the journey'); but i have included it anyway.

Threads Of Iron Mott The Hoople

(mick ralphs) Sitting here alone again Wondering where it is Can't begin to figure out The reason for our mess Maybe theres no cause or comfort In the way we live Forget about the way we got here It's

Midnight Lady Mott The Hoople

Well I went down to the bunny station Cause I wanted love for a week or two I wanted you on a week vacation Cause its costing me but its killing you NaNa Naaa NaNa NaNa Naaa NaNa NaNa Naaa NaNa NaNa Naa

Your Own Backyard Mott The Hoople

I've been sitting here thinking When i started out drinking I went on to the dope surely just to change my life I cried a tear and a beer for me I lost everything near and dear to me Namely my children

All the Young Dudes (Single Version) Mott The Hoople

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

At The Crossroads Mott The Hoople

Leaving me girl and moving on down the road You left me many burdens such a heavy load Well the crossroads all my life it has been And it sure does bring me out when I think about what went down And I'm

All the Young Dudes (Album Version) Mott the Hoople

Billy rapped all night \'bout his suicide How he\'d kick it in the head when he was 25 Don\'t wanna stay alive when you\'re 25 Wendy\'s stealing clothes from unlocked cars Freddy\'s got spots from

All the Young Dudes Mott the Hoople

Billy rapped all night \'bout his suicide How he\'d kick it in the head when he was 25 Don\'t wanna stay alive when you\'re 25 Wendy\'s stealing clothes from unlocked cars Freddy\'s got spots from

Jerkin' Crocus Mott The Hoople

Old man Tyler had a crash in his car down on the fortune highway Doctor said it was his cruel sick heart didn't go to church on Sunday Oh your pace is going to knock you dead Out of the race you got time

Drivin' Sister Mott The Hoople

Eight-track machine playing 'half moon bay' Drivin' in my volks down on hamstead way Her mother got bust on a 88 And her brother got stuck on my number plate Hey mister bartender won't you gimme

American Pie/The Golden Age Of Rock 'n' Roll Mott The Hoople

Eight-track machine playing 'Half Moon Bay' Drivin' in my Volks down on Hamstead Way Her mother got bust on a 88 And her brother got stuck on my number plate Hey mister bartender won't you gimme some wine

Walkin' With A Mountain Mott The Hoople

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

Walkin' With A Mountain (LP Ver.) Mott The Hoople

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

Whizz Kid Mott The Hoople

Little whizz kid mystified me, she was a new york city beat She came on flash - monster mash, motors in her feet Now we moved out of manhattan to her home on the brooklyn heights Her dad's a street

Rose Mott The Hoople

you still are young I know you well, I’m like you Hey Rose, you’re finer than you know Why hang around with clothes of another name Hair so dyed she lost too much inside Ain’t nothing left to hide in

I'm A Cadillac/El Camino Dolo Roso Mott The Hoople

When I feel so down, like a worn out shoe Gotta grease my wheels, turn around and crawl to you And you turn me on, like you did before Burnin' up my days and nights, lock me up in chains But it won't be

The Golden Age Of Rock N' Roll Mott The Hoople

Ladies and gentlemen, The golden age of rock and roll... Everybody hazy, shell-shocked and crazy. Screaming for the face at the window.

The Golden Age Of Rock 'N' Roll Mott The Hoople

Ladies and Gentlemen, The golden age of rock and roll.... Everybody hazy, shell-shocked and crazy. Screaming for the face at the window. Fighting for a place in the front row.

Sucker Mott The Hoople

Hi there your friendly neighbourhood sadist want to take you for a ride Come on tell me 'bout the nights that I make you cry Two tiny purple hands crawling out across the floor All I could hear was

Whiskey Women Mott The Hoople

Who do you think you are looking at me like that Put your face on someone else's head Where do you think you're at hanging around my leg Put yourself in someone else's bed Whiskey women, American lay Whiskey

Born Late "58 Mott The Hoople

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.

Born Late '58 Mott The Hoople

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.

The Moon Upstairs Mott The Hoople

Well my brother he was a drinking man And i asked him for release He said this won't do you no good And sent for the police Well they busted me for nothing Cos they said i was insane So they let my body