Piece Of Me
(Bolan)
Sleazin' in the city
Lookin' for a fight
Got my heels and lookin' pretty
On a Saturday night, night, night
Good God, bless my soul
I need a fix of rock 'n roll
Come on baby you gotta wait and see
You better hurry
To get a piece of me
Caught a lonely lady
Crying on a cigarette
I got nasty, nasty habits
And that's all she's gonna get
One for the money, two for the show
So 'round and 'round and 'round we go
Take a look at what-a you might need
You better hurry
To get a piece of me
I don't have looks, I don't have money
But I know one thing's for sure
One night ain't enough of my love
She wanted more, more, more
Sleazin' in the city
Lookin' for a fight
Got my heels and lookin' pretty
On a Saturday night, night, night
One for the money, two for the show
So 'round and 'round and 'round we go
Take a look at what-a you might need
You better hurry
To get a piece of me
To get a piece of me
To get a piece of me
Here I Am
(Bolan, Snake)
Six foot one and lonely
Dressed in spaghetti rags
Standing at the bus stop
With her alligator bags
What can u do?
No, no, no, what can I do
I better see a doctor
'Cause I think I'm getting hooked on you
I ain't much for talkin'
But all I got to say is
Here I am
Close your eyes and I'll be Superman
Here I am
Come and take my lovin' while you can
She broke a million hearts
On 2nd Avenue
With her German cigarettes
And designer attitude
What can u do?
No, no, no, what can I do
My love's been goin' blind
Since the first time I laid eyes on you
Ain't much for conversation
But I got to let you know
Here I am
Close your eyes and I'll be Superman
Here I am
Come and take my lovin' while you can
You don't need a crystal ball
To see she's got it all
Here I am
Close your eyes and I'll be Superman
Here I am
Come and take my lovin' while you can
Mudkicker
(Bach, Bolan, Hill)
We stand accused but you lie
Varicose-veined finger
Prejudiced evil mind
The young get stronger
Free living fast
But you´re a sapsucker
You ain´t gonna last
Your twisted mouths feed the
minds of babes
Taught from birth it´s crime that pays
One man´s fortune is anoter
man´s pain
But that´s how you play the game
I ain´t the child of your disgrace
You´re mudkickin´ into my face
I´ve healed the wounds, been crucified
Mudkicker kick
Ha! here´s mud in your eyes
Ladies and gentlemen and members
of the jury
All rise, ´cause here comes the boss
He´s your big brother the silver
tongue´s doublecross
His collar starched white, big black
briefcase held tight
It holds the power to your demise
The corporation blue sedan
Behind the wheel Mr. Business-man
He thinks he´s got the upper hand
But he misunderstands
I ain´t the child of your disgrace
You´re mudkickin´ into my face
I´ve healed the wounds, been crucified
Mudkicker kick
I ain´t the child of your disgrace
Quit mudkickin´ into my face
I´ve healed the wounds, been crucified
Mudkicker kick
Wow! here´s mud in your eyes
Your prestige is clear as day
But I can scrape the sewer bilge and
see the same
The young get stronger, free living fast
But you´re a sapsucker you ain´t
gonna last
I ain´t the child of your disgrace
You´re mudkickin´ into my face
I´ve healed the wounds, been crucified
Mudkicker kick
I ain´t the child of your disgrace
Quit mudkickin´ into my face
I´ve healed the wounds, been crucified
Mudkicker kick
Mudkicker kick, kickin´ me down
Mudkicker kickin´ me all around
Mudkicker kick, kickin´ me down
Mudkicker kick, kickin´ me down
Mudkicker kickin´ me all around
Mudkicker kick, kickin´ me down
Mudkicker kick - I don´t fuck
around, no
Get The Fuck Out
(Bolan, Snake)
Your jokes ain´t funny and there´s
notin´ you say
That I wanna hear
The sound of the door slammin´
your ass out
Is music to my ears
If I can´t beat you then
I´m gonna beat you
To a pulp
So can the TV rays and take
my tonsil glaze
Right down your throat
You´re standin´ too close what the
fuck´s with you,
You ain´t my old lady and
you ain´t a tattoo
No need to whimper, no need to shout
This party´s over, so get the fuck out
Get the fuck out
Well I puke, I stink bitch give me a drink
´Cause I´m payin´ for the room
I ain´t buying you breakfast
So keep your mouth busy and
wrap your lips
All around my attitude
Take a walk with me with your triple
double D´s
And your 40-foot do
Why you walkin´ funny you must have
spent some time
With the boys in the crew
You´re standin´ too close what the
fuck´s with you,
You ain´t my old lady and
you ain´t a tattoo
No need to whimper, no need to shout
This party´s over, so get the fuck out
Get the fuck out
The morning´s comin´ and
this is my bed
If I find you here when I wake up
The maid is gonna find me dead
You´re standin´ too close what the
fuck´s with you,
You ain´t my old lady and
you ain´t a tattoo
No need to whimper, no need to shout
This party´s over, so get the fuck out
Get the fuck out
Get the fuck out
Get the fuck out
18 And Life
(Bolan, Snake)
Ricky was a young boy, He had a heart of stone.
Lived 9 to 5 and worked his fingers to the bone.
Just barely got out of school, came from the edge of town.
Fought like a switchblade so no one could take him down.
He had no money, oooh no good at home.
He walked the streets a soldier and he fought the world alone
And now it's
18 and life You got it
18 and life you know
Your crime is time and it's
18 and life to go
(repeat above)
Tequila in his heartbeat, His veins burned gasoline.
It kept his motor running but it never kept him clean.
They say he loved adventure, "Ricky's the wild one."
He married trouble and had a courtship with a gun.
Bang Bang Shoot 'em up, The party never ends.
You can't think of dying when the bottle's your best friend
And now it's
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"Accidents will happen" they all heard Ricky say
He fired his six-shot to the wind that blew a child away.
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