Hymn For The Dudes Mott The Hoople

God ain’t jive For I can see his love As it runs alive ‘N one by one Through fields of rusted wire The war has just begun Oh, cross over shame like the wise dove Who cares not for fame just for

Hymn For The People Mott The Hoople

God ain’t jive For I can see his love As it runs alive ‘N one by one Through fields of rusted wire The war has just begun Oh, cross over shame like the wise dove Who cares not for fame just for

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.

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

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.

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

All The Young Dudes (Mott The Hoople Cover) Gene Loves Jezebel

Billy rapped all night \'bout his suicide How he 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

Pearl 'N' Roy (England) Mott The Hoople

It's clean the chimneys kids, and it's 1974 Shake a fist, make Oliver Twist there's no way you ain't poor Work the mine, work the factory line Watch the news, get the blues, blow a fuse Number One ain't

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

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.

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

Medley Mott The Hoople

God ain't jive 'N one by one For I can see his love As it runs alive Oh, cross over shame like the wise dove Through fields of rusted wire The war has just begun Who cares not for fame just for shy love

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

You Are One Of Us Mott The Hoople

(ian hunter) Well you know the way we go And you know the way we see Grateful for the chosen road Nice to have the memories And you know we won't forget you And you know we'll always care We won't follow

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 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.

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.

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 Now, for ten years

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

Crash Street Kids Mott The Hoople

get done, you'll get done, you'll get done) don't know A new town nothing - send for the hearse.

Crash Street Kidds Mott The Hoople

get done, you'll get done, you'll get done) don't know A new town nothing - send for the hearse.

Sweet Angeline Mott The Hoople

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 long you'll be running through the

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

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

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

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.

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

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

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

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

Fresh from the nuns who made you. I don't know why, but I'm gonna try to re-incelibate you.

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

Second Love Mott The Hoople

I know you have a second love Another one you're thinking of What is there now that i can do I'll always feel the same for you Why does it have to be this way Maybe before we'll change some day I only

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

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

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

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

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

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