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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 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 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. Death May Be Your Santa Claus Mott The Hoople all's strange How long will it take to turn you around How long will it take to bend you down It makes you believe in the [real] exchange How long will it take for me to rearrange How long how long 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 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 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 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. 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 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 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 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 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 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 Soft Ground Mott The Hoople Too many people 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 American Pie Mott The Hoople A long, long time ago I can still remember how That music used to make me smile And I knew if I had my chance That I could make those people dance And maybe they'd be happy for a while But 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. 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. 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 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 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