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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? 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 Black Hills Mott The Hoople Looking out the backdoor to the empty hills beyond over there. There's something I don't understand. Yeah, you can make what you like of it. But I don't want to be a part of it, anymore. 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 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 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 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 way down the dusty trail And the sun burns hot on the cold steel rails 'N I look like a bum 'n I crawl like a snail All the way from Memphis Well I got to Oreoles y'know - it took a month And there 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 I'm A Cadillac/El Camino Dolo Roso Mott The Hoople 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 long you'll be running through Rest In Peace Mott The Hoople And if my dreams were willing to come true, Oh I would not even try to let them through. I'm sure there's things I've missed, that others preached. 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 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 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 American Pie Mott The Hoople , that's not how it used to be When the jester sang for the king and queen In a coat he borrowed from James Dean And a voice that came from you and me Oh, and while the king was looking down 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 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 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 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. 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