Mott The Hoople: The Moon Upstairs

aus dem Album: Brain Capers

Songtext:
(ian hunter/mick ralphs) Beschriftungen Bergisch Gladbach

Well my brother he was a drinking man Einladungen basteln
And i asked him for release
He said this won't do you no good Nachrichten4U
And sent for the police
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Well they busted me for nothing
Cos they said i was insane hotels kitzbühel
So they let my body go
But they locked away my brain kostenlose animierte gifs

Well i wandered freely as a bird that had broken both its wings grimms märchen
And i hated them and they hated me and i hated everthing
And i realise that to survive well my body is not mine
And i feel neglected feel rejected
Living in the wrong time

And to those of you who always laugh
Let this be your epitaph

And my head is down and i'm called a clown by comedians that grace
The living stage of every page of worthless meaningless space
But i swear to you before we're though you're gonna feel our every blow
We ain't bleeding you we're feeding you but you're too f*cking slow

And to those of you who always laugh
Let this be your epitaph