I'm A Cadillac/El Camino Dolo Roso Mott The Hoople

When I feel so down, like a worn out shoe Gotta grease my wheels, turn around and crawl to you And you turn me on, like you did before Burnin' up my days and nights, lock me up in chains But it won't be

Born Late "58 Mott The Hoople

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

Born Late '58 Mott The Hoople

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

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.

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

Where Do You All Come From Mott The Hoople

I gotta find you outMakes you feel any, heads you can healMy God you're upside downAn' I heard all you green gods are all jeering a bound(?)My don't they get aroundNow where did you get that hat?

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

Ballad Of The Mott 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

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

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

American Pie Mott The Hoople

A long, long time ago I can still remember how That music used to make me smile And I knew if I had my chance That I could make those people dance And maybe they'd be happy for a while But

All The Way From Memphis Mott The Hoople

(Ian Hunter) Forgot my six-string razor - hit the sky Half way to Memphis 'fore I realised Well I rang the information - my axe was cold They said she rides the train to Oreoles Now its a mighty long

All The Way To Memphis Mott The Hoople

Forgot my six-string razor, hit the sky Half way to Memphis 'fore I realized Well, I rang the information, my axe was cold They said, she rides the train to Oreoles Now it's a mighty long way down the

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

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

Your Own Backyard Mott The Hoople

I've been sitting here thinking When i started out drinking I went on to the dope surely just to change my life I cried a tear and a beer for me I lost everything near and dear to me Namely my children

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

Alice Mott The Hoople

Now Alice needed money I put $10 on the breeze, As the wind died away she sank way below her knees, She must have been at least a fathom high.

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.

I Wish I Was Your Mother Mott The Hoople

I scream at you for sharing n I curse you just for caring I hate the clothes youre wearing, theyre so pretty n I tell to not to see me n I tell you not to feel me n I make your life a drag, its such

Violence Mott The Hoople

I'm a missing link, poolroom stink, I can't talk (well that's too bad) What's going on, something's wrong, I can't work Can't go to school, the teacher's a fool, the preacher's a jerk (well that's

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

Sucker Mott The Hoople

Hi there your friendly neighbourhood sadist want to take you for a ride Come on tell me 'bout the nights that I make you cry Two tiny purple hands crawling out across the floor All I could hear was

Home Is Where I Want To Be Mott The Hoople

Maybe I'm just a loser Maybe it's because my boots ain't as clean as they could be Came to town with an even chance I'm feeling down the people I meet ain't fair to me Gave it a try but now I'm ready to

Walkin' With A Mountain Mott The Hoople

A mountain train's coming down the track She ain't wasting time She's carrying me cause I'm going back Right to the delaware line She knows well I ain't been anywhere Because I crawl back every

Walkin' With A Mountain (LP Ver.) Mott The Hoople

A mountain train's coming down the track She ain't wasting time She's carrying me cause I'm going back Right to the Delaware line She knows well I ain't been anywhere Because I crawl back every time to

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

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

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

Trudi's Song Mott The Hoople

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 Mmmmm, I got my babe, Mmmmm, I got my babe, And the

Death May Be Your Santa Claus Mott The Hoople

How long 'fore you realise you swing How long 'fore you realise you sting From the good to the bad to the ugly change How long 'fore you start to rearrange How long how long 'fore you realise that

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

Rock And Roll Queen Mott The Hoople

Listen woman you needn't look so stupid when I call your name out loud Cause everybody thinks you're a sweet smelling girl with intelligence and you know how I wouldn't want anyone else to know About 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

Midnight Lady Mott The Hoople

Well I went down to the bunny station Cause I wanted love for a week or two I wanted you on a week vacation Cause its costing me but its killing you NaNa Naaa NaNa NaNa Naaa NaNa NaNa Naaa NaNa NaNa Naa

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 You keep a knockin' but you can't come in Come back tomorrow night try it again You say you love me but you can't come

Momma's Little Jewel Mott The Hoople

educate you Take what's mine take a little time and don't bite the hand that makes you True when I hold you near well I'm Caught even when I'm on the road well I'm Wearing my scorpio faces when

Through The Looking Glass Mott The Hoople

Ian Hunter) 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.

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.

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

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.

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.

Black Hills Mott The Hoople

You could never know just how sad I feel. Cause I've been down so long and I don't know where to come. Looking out the backdoor to the empty hills beyond over there.

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

Crash Street Kids Mott The Hoople

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

Crash Street Kidds Mott The Hoople

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

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