Crash Street Kidds (Album Version)

Crash Street Kidds (Album Version) Lyrics

Song Crash Street Kidds (Album Version)
Artist Mott the Hoople
Album The Ballad Of Mott: A Retrospective
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作词 : Hunter
(Ian Hunter)
See my thoughts - and see my scars- see my clothes -
I dress to kill
See my blood - and see my gun.
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (Better run, better run, better run)
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (You'll get done, you'll get done, you'll get done)
Heed my faults - and heed my curse - heed my frustration - you just don't know
A new town nothing - send for the hearse.
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (Better run, better run, better run)
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (Just for fun, just for fun, just for fun)
Pull down the wires, set you on fire -
I'm getting too tired to resist,
We'll torture your flats, you keep us like rats - then you
Tell 'em we're brats and the press twist our fist - get me out of this mist.
Hear me swear - hear every word -
I ain't just a number
I wanna be heard -
The TV announcer he talks to the scum
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (Better run, better run, better run)
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (Prick your thumb, prick your thumb, prick your thumb)
I ain't been solved,
I'm uninvolved -
I've been annulled
And I can't seem to prove it.
You're so pure - you know the cures - just keep us poor
The juvenile delinquent bit
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (Better run, better run, better run)
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (One's your son, one's your son, one's your son)
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (Better hide, better hide, better hide)
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (Take a ride, take a ride, take a ride)
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (You're too late, you're too late, you're too late)
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (Where's your mates? Where's your mates? Where's your mates?)
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (You're exposed, you're exposed, you're exposed)
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (Now you're closed, now you're closed, now you're closed)
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead AHHHHHHHHHHH)
zuo ci : Hunter
Ian Hunter
See my thoughts and see my scars see my clothes
I dress to kill
See my blood and see my gun.
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya Better run, better run, better run
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya You' ll get done, you' ll get done, you' ll get done
Heed my faults and heed my curse heed my frustration you just don' t know
A new town nothing send for the hearse.
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya Better run, better run, better run
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya Just for fun, just for fun, just for fun
Pull down the wires, set you on fire
I' m getting too tired to resist,
We' ll torture your flats, you keep us like rats then you
Tell ' em we' re brats and the press twist our fist get me out of this mist.
Hear me swear hear every word
I ain' t just a number
I wanna be heard
The TV announcer he talks to the scum
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya Better run, better run, better run
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya Prick your thumb, prick your thumb, prick your thumb
I ain' t been solved,
I' m uninvolved
I' ve been annulled
And I can' t seem to prove it.
You' re so pure you know the cures just keep us poor
The juvenile delinquent bit
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya Better run, better run, better run
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya One' s your son, one' s your son, one' s your son
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya Better hide, better hide, better hide
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya Take a ride, take a ride, take a ride
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya You' re too late, you' re too late, you' re too late
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya Where' s your mates? Where' s your mates? Where' s your mates?
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya You' re exposed, you' re exposed, you' re exposed
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya Now you' re closed, now you' re closed, now you' re closed
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya Now you' re dead, now you' re dead, now you' re dead Now you' re dead, now you' re dead, now you' re dead Now you' re dead, now you' re dead, now you' re dead Now you' re dead, now you' re dead, now you' re dead Now you' re dead, now you' re dead, now you' re dead Now you' re dead, now you' re dead, now you' re dead Now you' re dead, now you' re dead, now you' re dead AHHHHHHHHHHH
zuò cí : Hunter
Ian Hunter
See my thoughts and see my scars see my clothes
I dress to kill
See my blood and see my gun.
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya Better run, better run, better run
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya You' ll get done, you' ll get done, you' ll get done
Heed my faults and heed my curse heed my frustration you just don' t know
A new town nothing send for the hearse.
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya Better run, better run, better run
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya Just for fun, just for fun, just for fun
Pull down the wires, set you on fire
I' m getting too tired to resist,
We' ll torture your flats, you keep us like rats then you
Tell ' em we' re brats and the press twist our fist get me out of this mist.
Hear me swear hear every word
I ain' t just a number
I wanna be heard
The TV announcer he talks to the scum
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya Better run, better run, better run
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya Prick your thumb, prick your thumb, prick your thumb
I ain' t been solved,
I' m uninvolved
I' ve been annulled
And I can' t seem to prove it.
You' re so pure you know the cures just keep us poor
The juvenile delinquent bit
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya Better run, better run, better run
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya One' s your son, one' s your son, one' s your son
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya Better hide, better hide, better hide
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya Take a ride, take a ride, take a ride
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya You' re too late, you' re too late, you' re too late
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya Where' s your mates? Where' s your mates? Where' s your mates?
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya You' re exposed, you' re exposed, you' re exposed
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya Now you' re closed, now you' re closed, now you' re closed
The Crash
Street Kidds are comin' to get ya Now you' re dead, now you' re dead, now you' re dead Now you' re dead, now you' re dead, now you' re dead Now you' re dead, now you' re dead, now you' re dead Now you' re dead, now you' re dead, now you' re dead Now you' re dead, now you' re dead, now you' re dead Now you' re dead, now you' re dead, now you' re dead Now you' re dead, now you' re dead, now you' re dead AHHHHHHHHHHH
Crash Street Kidds (Album Version) Lyrics
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