Mott The Hoople Album

Ladies and gentlemen,
The golden age of rock and roll...

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.

Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh
(it's good for your body, it's good for your soul)
Ohhh, ohhh, let's go!
(it's the golden age of rock and roll).

Well you getta little buzz, send for the fuzz,
Guitars getting higher and higher.
The dude in the paint thinks he's gonna faint,
Stoke more coke on the fire.

Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh
(you gotta stay young, you can never grow old)
Ohhh, ohhh, whoooa
(it's the golden age of rock and roll).

The golden age of rock and roll will never die,
As long as children feel the need to laugh and cry.
Don't wanna smash - want a smash sensation,
Don't wanna wreck; just recreation,
Don't wanna fight - but if you turn us down
We're gonna turn you around gonna mess with the sound.

The show's gotta move, everybody groove
There ain't no trouble on the streets now.
So if the going gets rough,
Don't you blame us
You ninety-six decible freaks

Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh
(its good for body, its good for your soul)
Ohhh, ohhh, whoooa
(it's the golden age of rock and roll).

Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh
(you gotta stay young, you can never grow old)
Ohhh, ohhh, whoooa
(its good for body, its good for your soul)
Ohhh, ohhh, whoooa
(it's the golden age of rock and roll).

Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh
(you gotta stay young, you can never grow old)
Ohhh, ohhh, whoooa
(its good for body, its good for your soul)
Ohhh, ohhh, whoooa
(it's the golden age of rock and roll).

That's all

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

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 the audience laugh as my head hits the floor
When I'm broken in half you still reach for the floor
Stop!

I've had enough of this
The pantomime's reversed
I need -you feed
I greed - you bleed

Marionette - I ain't one yet
Teacher's pet - well you'd better forget it
Marionette - I ain't one yet
Teacher's pet - go check your stocks and shares

And when the coffin comes make sure there's room for two

You lied - I led
I died -you're dead

Marionette - I ain't one yet
Teacher's pet - you'd better forget it
Marionette - I ain't one yet
Teacher's pet - go check your product

A traitor, deceiver, a groovy disbeliever I thought
A puppet was a thing cheap-taught - no way
Creator, conceiver, romantic love receiver - caught

"who are you"
"the nerve"
I wanna get out, I wanna get out,
I wanna get out, I wanna get out, I wanna get
Out, ahhhhh!

Oh he wanna play chords to the chick on the street
He wanna play words to a world that don't speak
He wanna play people who play hide 'n' seek when they don't talk

He wanna play a riff to the man with the wires
He wanna play lead but his hand's getting tired
He just wanna play but don't know how to say - stop

Ok, the show's been fun
But my wood's begun to warp
They won -I'm done
New one - begun

Marionette - I did my best
Teacher's pet - it just couldn't last
Marionette - get me out of this mess
Teacher's little pet - it happened so fast
Marionette - now I need a rest
Teacher's pet - where's my sanity gone - mother?
Marionette - I did my best
Teacher's little pet - I'm just like all the others

They gambled, with my life
And now I've lost my will to fight
Oh god these wires are so tight...
I'm just a marionette

Now alice needed money I put $10 on the breeze,
As the wind died away she sank way below her knees,
And as a hurricane passed by she clutched the money from the sky,
She must have been at least a fathom high.

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 sucked she just smiled believing luck,
As she climed into his truck to make a buck.

Oh my god, she's running round the trees,
Said she couldn't touch them because they're so real.

Alice you remind me of manhattan,
The seedy and the snaz, the shoeboys and the satins,
Like a throne made of gilt that too many johns have sat in,
Oh, I got my eyes on you.

Now keep a watch on your watch and a watch on her watch,
Cause if you ain't too careful he's gonna kick you in the crotch,
And you're out in the cold and you know that you've been rolled,
And the cops don't even stop and you feel old.

See alice really liked you but you stayed a while too long,
Now she wants you to forget it and come back before too long,
But make it quick if you could, she's gonna star in hollywood,
The producer seems to think, she's kinda good.

Me and my camera eyes sitting on a fence,
Laughing at the lights of new york city.

Alice you remind of manhattan,
The seedy and snaz, the shoeboys and the satins,
Like a throne made of gilt that too many johns have sat in.
Oh, just come over.

Roll up
See alice on the palace where her name adorns the boards,
Ain't no flash in her cannes, she got the willpower of a horse,
And it's a long way to broadway from a 42nd lay,
Or is it really just a couple of blocks away.

Now I wonder if she wonders if I wonder if she wonders
About the times I put her down when she seemed to be right under?
She told me morals are traditions, contradictions, superstitions,
See alice is always based on split decisions.

Me and my stupidity sittin' on a fence
And digging what I thought was new york city.

Oh alice, you remind me of manhattan,
The seedy and snaz, the shoeboys and the satins,
Like a throne made of gilt that too many johns have sat in,
Oh, I like you

Yeah alice, the lights were meant for you,
Your weaknesses successful and your selfishness the clue,
You gotta lose what you get and for what you get you lose,
Oh, I know it.

Oh alice, don't stop and think a minute
Or your brain is gonna get ya, drop your heart right in it,
And you're a shooting star and you'll die if you don't win it.
Yeah

You didn't make the book

See my thoughts - and see my scars- see my clothes - I dress to kill
See my blood - and see my gun.

The crash street kidds are comin' to get ya
(better run, better run, better run)
The crash street kidds are comin' to get ya
(you'll get done, you'll get done, you'll get done)

Heed my faults - and heed my curse - heed my frustration - you just don't
Know
A new town nothing - send for the hearse.

The crash street kidds are comin' to get ya
(better run, better run, better run)
The crash street kidds are comin' to get ya
(just for fun, just for fun, just for fun)

Pull down the wires, set you on fire - I'm getting too tired to resist,
We'll torture your flats, you keep us like rats - then you
Tell 'em we're brats and the press twist our fist - get me out of this mist.

Hear me swear - hear every word - I ain't just a number
I wanna be heard - the tv announcer he talks to the scum

The crash street kidds are comin' to get ya
(better run, better run, better run)
The crash street kidds are comin' to get ya
(prick your thumb, prick your thumb, prick your thumb)

I ain't been solved, I'm uninvolved - I've been annulled
And I can't seem to prove it.
You're so pure - you know the cures - just keep us poor
The juvenile delinquent bit

The crash street kidds are comin' to get ya
(better run, better run, better run)
The crash street kidds are comin' to get ya
(one's your son, one's your son, one's your son)
The crash street kidds are comin' to get ya
(better hide, better hide, better hide)
The crash street kidds are comin' to get ya
(take a ride, take a ride, take a ride)
The crash street kidds are comin' to get ya
(you're too late, you're too late, you're too late)
The crash street kidds are comin' to get ya
(where's your mates? Where's your mates? Where's your mates?)
The crash street kidds are comin' to get ya
(you're exposed, you're exposed, you're exposed)
The crash street kidds are comin' to get ya
(now you're closed, now you're closed, now you're closed)
The crash street kidds are comin' to get ya
(now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead
Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead
Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead
Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead
Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead
Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead
Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead ahhhhhhhhhhh)

Baby took me out last night
Got a little cadillac bite.
Shook me about - inside out
Didn't get home 'till light.

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.
He didn't see me comin' but he shoulda saw me runnin'
Faster than the u.s. Mail.

She's a speeder, a leader
You're really gotta meet her
You see her, she thrills you, you look at her she'll kill you.

Listen, fella, baby don't you sell her
Don't you try and steal her away
Hush, man logs in her dam
Think you better fade away

Detonator, jail-baiter - a radar radiator
She'll annoy ya, destroy ya - she'll bring ya down in fire
Create her, mistreat her - no use tryin' to beat her
Admit it, she's greater, shame you weren't born later

Wooohooo...

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
And the love goes sailin' on - across the stormy seas.

Mmmmm, I got my babe, mmmmm, I got my babe,
She's a right-on child, she goes smilin'

Woohooo... woohooo

Sometimes I go over the line, she has to bring me down,
And the pride pulls heavy, makes some evil sounds.
But I'm in love with her, and she's in love with me
And the sea runs calmer now, I kiss the love that sleeps.

Mmmm, I got my babe, mmmm I got my babe,
She's a right-on child, she goes smilin'

O-o-oh... o-o-oh

Mmmm, I got my babe, mmmm I got my babe,
Mmmm, I got my babe, mmmm I got my babe,
Mmmm, I got my babe, mmmm I got my babe,
Mmmm, I got my babe, mmmm I got my babe

O-o-oh... o-o-oh

Shut up!!!

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 gettin' it done
And number two always got to lose

Pearl 'atta girl, high school hooker
Money funny honey, cook book looker
Roy atta' boy, silk suit slicker
Easy fee degree, cute boot licker

Now I'll tell you something
It seems like the rich dudes live in the sun
And if eton be a democracy - well I'm gonna get me some

They got no chins and they always win
Piece of glass hides the class from the mass
Uni-own jack is starting to crack
The greed breed's killin' off the grass

Come on, own up! - you're blown-up, you're shown-up
Amatuers - amateurs - bullshit calamitors!

Pearl 'atta girl, high school hooker
Money funny honey, cook book looker
Roy atta' boy, silk suit slicker
Easy fee degree, cute boot licker

Thought you said, you'd make us into a star
You just jive, you connived with our lives
You're a scar, a disgrace, such a waste, filthy taste - lost your case

Hi number ten, how's things goin'?
Times are a-changin', winds are blowin'
Big white chief, false teeth showin'
I'm sittin' here growin, I'm sittin' here knowin'
You're on the lamm, can't control it
You're just a sham, you mink stole it
Roy atta' boy, silk suit slicker
Easy fee degree, cute boot licker
Pearl 'atta girl, high school hooker
Money funny honey, cook book looker

I'm feelin' ugly - I'm feelin low - mornin' mirror - you ain't no rose
And did I mean it - or did I lie - or did I dream it
Oh! Christ I'm tired.

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?

You're my voyeur - see every line - chase them to destinations
On through time
And you're my diary - yeah, the bitter truth - unexpurgated - a mis-spent
Youth, oh

Do you have to paint teeth green, when they're snowy, white and clean?
Do you have to make eyes red, when they're clear and fresh instead?
Oh mirror, I wish you'd lose your head

Sometimes I'm on a gig, and I'm feeling kinda good
I run and look at you, just like a pop star would
But you just glare at me with those dark accusing eyes
That say "my make-up's good..." i'd like to... I'd like so much
To...

Oh I'll never look at you again - 'cause I'm really not that vain
Seven years bad luck ain't that long - before I smash you, hear my song
Oh mirror, I'm sorry you were wrong

Baby if you just say you still care
Follow you most anywhere
Roll away the stone, roll away the stone.

And, in the darkest night,
I'll keep you safe and all right
Roll away the stone, roll away the stone

Won't you roll away the stone
Why be cold and so alone?
Won't you roll away the stone
Don't you let it die

No matter if fools say we can't win
I know I'll fall in love again
Roll away the stone, roll away the stone
So sing - we still got a chance
Baby in love and sweet romance
Roll away the stone, roll away the stone

Won't you roll away the stone
Why be cold and so alone?
Won't you roll away the stone
Don't you let it lie

There's a rockabilly party on saturday night
Are you gonna be there
(well I got my invite)
Gonna bring your records
(ohh, will do)
Made it!

Won't you roll away the stone
Why be cold and so alone?
Won't you roll away the stone
Don't you let it die
Come on roll
Come on roll, yeah
Come on roll
I want you to roll
Come on... Yeah
Come on roll