must I dream? Won't you come into my world tonight? Then my heart now will reveal Hold me close in the warm morning light Won't you turn my dream to
We love to boogie, we love to boogie Jitterbug boogie, Bolan pretty boogie We love to boogie on a Saturday night Belinda Mae Fender's got a Cadillac
won't fool the children of the revolution No, you won't fool the children of the revolution No, you won't fool the children of the revolution No, you won't
Wear a tall hat like a druid in the old days Wear a tall hat and a tatooed gown Ride a white swan like the people of the Beltane Wear your hair long, babe you can't
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
One, two, three, four Du-duluddle, luddle, dau dau Du-duluddle, luddle, dau dau Du-duluddle, luddle, dau dau Du-duluddle, luddle, dau dau The King of
Oh lean love All you give to me is lean love I'm like a beggar in the sand With the sky in his hand and I'm blue Oh black day All you give to me are
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 planet queen perchance to dream She used my head like an exploder The planet queen The worlds the same I am to blame She used my head like a revolver
There was a time everything was fine You could drink all the day Like it was wine And All the children They Put flowers in thier hair And all the grown
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 You could call it home If I cry
what ever happened to the teenage dream? surprise, surprise the boys are home my gaurdian angel run down my telephone the heats on, mister can't you
different color wrist like mine maybe a little later but its jus not time u aint got to call wit a kit like mine and i can tell dat yo gliss don't shine
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, charge like a ram Sting like a bee, babe
very old - a ha ha I don't mean to be bold, a-but a-may I hold your hand? Well she ain't no witch and I love the way she twitch - a ha ha Well she ain't
Metal guru, is it you? Metal guru, is it you? Sitting there in your armour plated chair Metal guru, is it true? Metal guru, is it true? All alone without
You're so sweet, you're so fine I want you all and ev'rything just to be mine 'Cos you're my baby, 'cos you're my love Oh girl I'm just a jeepster for
