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Crash Street Kidds Mott The Hoople The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get ya The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (Better run, better run, better run) Heed my faults - and heed my curse - heed my frustration - you just (You'll Crash Street Kids Mott The Hoople The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get ya The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (Better run, better run, better run) Heed my faults - and heed my curse - heed my frustration - you just (You'll 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 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 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 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 Violence Mott The Hoople I'm a missing link, poolroom stink, I can't talk (well that's too bad) What's going on, something's wrong, I can't work Can't go to school, the teacher's a fool, the preacher's a jerk (well that's American Pie/The Golden Age Of Rock 'n' Roll Mott The Hoople some wine I gotta get outta town, meet my baby on time He put five gallons in my petrol tank You know we just about made it but her breath sure stank yeah Drivin' sister rock'n'roll She's got feel on the Drivin' Sister Mott The Hoople gotta get outta town, meet my baby on time He put five gallons in my petrol tank You know we just about made it but her breath sure stank yeah Drivin' sister rock'n'roll She's got feel on the 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. 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 Marionette Mott The Hoople No puppet, no liar, won't bend my lips to wire - no Don't pressurize me so Don't gamble, with my life, or you won't live to do it twice Oh take some good advice from me And let the wires rock 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. 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 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 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 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 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 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. 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 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. 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 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. 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. 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 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