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.

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

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

Rest In Peace Mott The Hoople

Oh if my wheel could take another turn And if my life replaced itself again, I wouldn't want a single thing to change. Oh it's been good, though it's been strange.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Alice Mott The Hoople

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.

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

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.

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 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

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.

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

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.

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

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

Lay Down Mott The Hoople

We were so close there was no room We bled inside each other's wounds We all caught the same disease We all sang our songs of peace Lay down, lay down, let it all down Let your bright face smile up at

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.

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

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

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

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.

American Pie Mott The Hoople

book of love And do you have faith in God above If the Bible tells you so Now do you believe in rock and roll Can music save your mortal soul And can you teach me how to dance real slow

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

All the Young Dudes (Album Version) Mott the Hoople

ripping off stars from his face Funky little boat race The television man is crazy Saying we\'re juvenile delinquent wrecks Man I need a TV when I\'ve got T.

All the Young Dudes Mott the Hoople

ripping off stars from his face Funky little boat race The television man is crazy Saying we\'re juvenile delinquent wrecks Man I need a TV when I\'ve got T.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Your Own Backyard Mott The Hoople

and my wife I've an idea of having a good time Was sitting up there with my head between my knees Well i knew everything there was to know Everything except which way to go I cried oh god please take

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

Rose Mott The Hoople

two kids Remember well memories we all hid But you’re much older now, although you still are young I know you well, I’m like you Hey Rose, you’re finer than you know Why hang around with clothes of

Crash Street Kids Mott The Hoople

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

Crash Street Kidds Mott The Hoople

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

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

Keep A 'Knockin' Mott The Hoople

You keep a knockin' but you can't come in You keep a knockin' but you can't come in Come back tomorrow night try it again Come on Ohh ah Yeah Wah hey Listen Contrary to what various people say This is the

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