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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 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 Lay Down Mott The Hoople the ones who stand and frown Lay down, lay down, let it all down Let your bright face smile up at the ones who stand and frown Oh raise the candles high 'cos if you don't we can't stand black against the Henry & The H-Bomb Mott The Hoople Against All Odds How can I just let you walk away, just let you leave without a trace When I stand here taking every breath with you, ooh You're the only one who really knew me at all How can 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 Through The Looking Glass Mott The Hoople Why then did ya have to grin, now the blood rolls down my chin Oh You know you painted so much blue, and I'm much younger than that too Oh mirror - what did I do to you? It Must Be Love Mott The Hoople You can call on me whenever you need me Hanging around never did any good And I want you to know the way that I feel Is good inside Oh oh oh oh oh It must be love I can see the garden of light all around 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 Alice Mott The Hoople Now Alice needed money I put $10 on the breeze, As the wind died away she sank way below her knees, She must have been at least a fathom high. 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 Soft Ground Mott The Hoople about Telling me what to do with myself It's hard to get around Walking on soft soft ground Well they can say what they feel Cause I'm completely foreign I know it's clear It's putting my mind my mind at No Wheels To Ride Mott The Hoople No wheels to ride No wheels to travel No tracks to take on down The road I walk is getting heavy But I must still go on And in the night I hear the calling As the train goes by Then all I hear is my footsteps 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. Death May Be Your Santa Claus Mott The Hoople How long 'fore you realise you swing How long 'fore you realise you sting From the good to the bad to the ugly change How long 'fore you start to rearrange How long how long 'fore you realise that Keep A'Knockin' (Live at Fairfield Halls, Croydon, London) Mott The Hoople All the Young Dudes (Single Version) Mott The Hoople , 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. 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. I Wish I Was Your Mother Mott The Hoople I scream at you for sharing n I curse you just for caring I hate the clothes youre wearing, theyre so pretty n I tell to not to see me n I tell you not to feel me n I make your life a drag, its such 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 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 Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die Did you write the Wrong Side Of The River Mott The Hoople I was born on the wrong side of the river Where the sun never shone on my brass Though the seasons were rapidly changing Oh the best things were coming too fast I was waving the flag of indifference Never 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 All The Way From Memphis Mott The Hoople (Ian Hunter) Forgot my six-string razor - 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 Now its a mighty long All The Way To Memphis Mott The Hoople Forgot my six-string razor, hit the sky Half way to Memphis 'fore I realized Well, I rang the information, my axe was cold They said, she rides the train to Oreoles Now it's a mighty long way down the One Of The Boys Mott The Hoople Know that I grow my hair just to scare the teacher My goodness gracious me ain't little johnny a creature And I lost count of the times when I never bathed I'm one of the boys One of the boys 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. 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