Mott The Hoople - Black Hills | Текст Иностранной Песни
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 back door To the empty hills beyond
Mott The Hoople - Hymn For The Dudes | Текст Иностранной Песни
God ain't jive for I can see his love As it runs alive One by one through fields of rusted wire The war has just begun Oh, cross over shame like the wise dove
Mott The Hoople - I Wish I Was Your Mother | Текст Иностранной Песни
I scream at you for sharing 'N I curse you just for caring I hate the clothes you're wearing, they're so pretty 'N I tell to not to see me 'N I tell you
Mott The Hoople - Ready For Love/After Lights | Текст Иностранной Песни
Walking down the rocky road Wondering where my life is leading Rolling on to the bitter end Finding out along the way What it takes to keep love living You should
Mott The Hoople - Half Moon Bay | Текст Иностранной Песни
(mick ralphs/ian hunter) Well the colours cross my mind in a wave And the feelings that I find so very hard to say And I've gone with the rain making out But you
Mott The Hoople - It Would Be A Pleasure | Текст Иностранной Песни
(mick ralphs) It would be a pleasure just to know just a little bit more oh oh I could grow quite fond of your acquaintance Of this I'm sure The time will open up
Mott The Hoople - The Debt | Текст Иностранной Песни
(ian hunter) There goes happiness Down that street Pick me up, put me down again Just when I was on my feet I get stoned every day My best friend he
Mott The Hoople - Drivin' Sister | Текст Иностранной Песни
Eight-track machine playing 'Half Moon Bay' Drivin' in my Volks down on Hamstead Way Her mother got bust on a 88 And her brother got stuck on my number plate, yeah
Mott The Hoople - Death May Be Your Santa Claus | Текст Иностранной Песни
Yes, I've been dreaming about you every day Every day, each and every day And I've been thinking about you all night long I even wrote a song Just to try and
Mott The Hoople - Keep A Knocking | Текст Иностранной Песни
(richard penniman) (all wight. on! costin' bread, innit! Get the skins going, slasher! Okay, let's go). You keep a knocking, but you can't come