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Call yourself friend, and look me in the eye,
I'll unstrap my knees an apologise,
'Cause I'm, Left Hand Luke and the begger boys,
Oh yes we are.

Ain't no neighbours, upon our hill,
'Crept slight thigh Be-bop and old gumbo jill,
But I'm, Left Hand Luke and the begger boys,

T. Rex » 20th Century Boy Lyrics
Oow
Friends say it's fine, friends say it's good
Ev'rybody says it's just like rock'n'roll
I move like a cat, talk like a rat
Sting like a bee, babe I wanna be your man
Well it's plain to see you were meant for me, yeah
I'm your boy, your 20th century toy

Afghan woman, deemed a princess
Born a true blue thoroughbred
Head a chiselled face of fables
Omen of no ill

Hills that spread around your chamber
Blooms that twine around your ears
Blossoms of the royalest texture angel of the years

Baby Boomerang - Marc Bolan

Slim lined sheik faced
Angel of the night
Riding like a cowboy
In the graveyard of the night
New York witch in the dungeon
Of the day

Альбом "The Slider", 1972 год

you gonna look fine
be primed for dancing
you're gonna trip and glide
all on the trembling plane
your diamond hands
will be stacked with roses

I'm gonna dance with my princess
By the light of a magical moon
As I go along my way
I say hey-hey

I'm gonna talk with the elders
And tell all of our hearts
That is good I'll barefoot dance with my baby

Cat Black, you know she's back
Been six weeks since she blew her stack
Now she's fine, she's all mine
I'm gonna stop her blowin' her mind again
Cat Black she's my honey
All she wants to do is spend my money
She's a real-gone chick and I love her so
Knocks me out when she does the rock 'n' roll, yeah

Yeah
Well you can bump and grind
It is good for your mind
Well you can twist and shout let it all hang out
But you won't fool the children of the revolution
No you won't fool the children of the revolution, no no no

Well you can tear a plane in the falling rain

I was dancing when I was twelve
I was dancing when I was aaah
I danced myself right out of the womb
Is it strange to dance so soon
I danced myself right out of the womb.

I was dancing when I was eight
Is it strange to dance so late

Prince of Players, Pawn of none
Born with steel reins on the heart of the Sun
Gypsy explorer of the New Jersey Heights
Exalted companion of cocaine nights

'Cos he's a Dandy in the Underworld
Dandy in the Underworld
When will he come up for air,

Deboree-deb n' deboree-de-bree-deb
Deboree-deb n' deboree-de-bree-deb
Deboree-deb n' deboree-de-bree-deb
Deboree-deb n' deboree-de-bree-deb

Oh Debora, always look like a zebra
Your sunken face is like a galleon
Clawed with mysteries of the Spanish Main, oh Debora

If I could have grown
All upon my own
If I could have grown
I grew
If I could have grew
I do

If I had a throne

Fist Heart Mighty Dawn Dart
In some way our slain our yours
Stone eyes drill for wealth lies
In some way our fate is one.

Funny how the day comes slow
Funny how the day comes so.

Well you're dirty and sweet, clad in black
Don't look back and I love you
You're dirty and sweet, oh yeah
Well you're slim and you're weak
You've got the teeth of a hydra upon you
You're dirty sweet and you're my girl.

Chorus:

O God
High in your fields above earth
Come and be real for us
You with your mind
Oh yes you are
Beautifully fine

O Girl

Graceful fat Sheba, she works with a meatcleaver
Sweating behind the meat counter
Her skin, it leaks liquid, the odour is sickly
Her features aren't unlike a swan
Her poetic, gluttonic waist is impressive
She smiles as she hacks up a pig
Graceful fat Sheba, she works with a meatcleaver
Sweating behind the meat counter

Она моя женщина, золотая женщина
и она не очень старая. а-а-ха

Она моя женщина, золотая женщина
и она не очень старая. а-а-ха

я не хочу быть дерзким
но я могу держать тебя за руку, ла ла ла

G..............................................
Sailors of the highway, come to me in my dreams
C..............b........bb...............g.....
Sailors of the highway, come to me in my dreams
G.......d.......................
I might look you in the face but
Cmaj7.....................d7......
Lifes not what it seems

You're so sweet
You're so fine
I want you all and everything just to be mine
'Cause you're my babe
'Cause you're my love
Girl, I'm just a Jeepster for you love

You slide so good

I`ve got a little babe

With jewels upon her lip

I`ve got a little babe

With jewels upon her lip

Night comes down just like a giant umbrella
Slows me down, got to get it together

Saxophone sage plays upon her doorstep
Evening's lies are dying all around him

Head of plumes and crimson ostrich feathers
8th Hussars' manners gush out of my bloodstream, my queen

I could have loved you girl
Like a planet
I could have chained your heart
To a star
But it really doesn't matter at all
No it really doesn't matter at all
Life's a gas,
I hope it's gonna last

Sat with a cat on your head
Alone at last
You cry with a sigh
Resurrecting all your past

Life's an elevator
It goes up and down
Life's an elevator

La la la la La la la la
La the light of love

Oh light of love
Won't you shine on me
Won't you shine on me,
Light of love

Main Man

Are you my main man
Are you now are you now
Are you my Main Man
Are you now are you now
Are you now

My-wow-oh-yeah!

Metal Guru is it you, Metal Guru is it you
Sitting there in your armor plated chair, oh yeah
Metal Guru is it true, Metal Guru is it true
All alone without a telephone, oh yeah
Metal Guru could it be you're gonna bring my baby to me
She'll be wild you know a rock and roll child, oh yeah

We have traveled pain and love
To call ourselves high born
Living in a maze so crazed, lunacy is legend
Lunacy is legend

Words I fear that clutch my crutch
And drive your senses crazy
Men or women too get blue,

Жанр: Glam rock, psychedelic folk (early)
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Planet Queen
Perchance to dream
She used my head
Like an exploder
The Planet Queen

Shady politician in my bed
Tying bolts of lightning to his head
Call me rabbit fighter you know it's true
'cos babe i'll rabbit fight all over you

Tramp king of the city he's my friend
Moondog's just a prophet to the end
Call me rabbit fighter you knoiw it's true

Е А
Ride it on out like a bird in the sky ways
Е B7
Ride it on out like you were a bird
Е А
Fly it all out like an eagle in a sunbeam
Е B7 Е
Ride it all out like you were a bird.

(Heh heh heh)
(Heh heh heh)

Life is the same
And it always will be
Easy as picking foxes from a tree

(Heh heh heh)

i'm just a man
i understand the wind
and all the things
that make the children cry

with my les paul
i know i'm small
but i enjoy living

Whatever happened to the Teenage Dream

Surprise surprise, the boys are home
My guardian angel's rung down my telephone
The heat's on mister, can't you hear them scream
Whatever happened to the Teenage Dream

The curfew comes at the crack of night

Oh yeah

Telegram Sam
Telegram Sam
You are my main man

Golden Nose Slim
Golden Nose Slim

Weeping willow woman
Ladled on the arm
Of the misty coast of Albany
With its charm
Pining pillar of the wild willows end
Womanly waiting
For her manly friend.

The sea beasts scull the waters
Feeling fear for thee
The hawks that tamed the skies
Wish you so well to be.

A Foal in the fields
With the bless of the hills your
Shore and you're poor and your sore feetys

THE SEAL OF SEASONS

The seal of seasons moved with grace
Love
Upon the Orkney oceans face
Love
She swam and moved
Just like a prancer прыгун

THE SLIDER
M.Bolan

I could never understand
The wind at all
Was like a ball of love
I could never never see
The cosmic sea

My eyes went up
It was sunrise
The sky turned black
It was noon

A ship of the silverest
Metal
Shadowed out

To know, know, know you is to love, love, love you
Just to see you smile makes my life worthwhile
To know, know, know you is to love, love, love you
And I do, and I do, and I do, and I do, and I do.

I'll be good to you, I'll bring love to you
Everyone says there'll come a day when I'll walk alongside of you
Yes, yes, to know you is to love, love, love you

The flowing mane of pain swells on Trelawny Lawn
Stark handsome eyes decide the unicorn
Is a beast of borrowed wisdom
Like a thrush in the yielding harvest field
The prophet deems snow.

The silent stork of sadness scans Trelawny Lawn
The lion, the unicorn it's horn in the lap of Beth

Wielder of words is steeped within traditional verbs and curiously a dented top hat
discovered in the moonlit Laundromat

A busted cheroot is smoking on the heel of his boot
His opera is torn thru' the haste of operatic oyster eating evenings of waste

Sleek astrakhan, reclining on a chippendale stand so sad they should be owning a man who's thicker than the forestry from where they began.
Robard de Font Le Roy