All around me, ooh, yeah, ooh. All around me, ooh, yeah, ooh. Better watch that man. See him gun in hand. . No one seems to see, ooh, yeah, ooh. No one seems to see, ooh, yeah, ooh.
The Greyhound's rockin' out tonight to maximum rockabilly. When two punks choose to risk the subway for a tube to Piccadilly. And the Zephyrs stir fast gangs for glory another dumb casualty.
Jailhouse Rocker roots training down in Memphis. Well, Liverpool Johnny rocks out round Paul's place. Seconds away as the rhythm comes down. Well, King faces King in the ring for the crown.
I'm sick and tired of hearing things. From uptight, short sighted. Narrow minded hypocrites. All I want is the truth. Just gimme some truth. . I've had enough of reading things.
I know you've heard these things before. You get the same reply. But all these things are really new to me. So I'm asking why?. . But isn't it the truth you wanna hear.
Your heroes stare with glossy smiles. (Friday's Angels). They always had that special style. (Friday's Angels). . Standing naked dressings at trial. (Friday's Angels).
I once had a dream. A feeling inside. A yearning so bad. You have to shout it out. . Hey, kid, look at me. You can make it real. You can get it if you want.
Day by day, look what the papers say. Day by day, look what the papers say. Stranded in the jungle, trapped inside the tube. Hate your next door neighbor 'cos he's got more than you.
On the floor of Tokyo. Or down in London town to go, go. With the record selection. And the mirror reflection. I'm dancing with myself. . When there's no one else in sight.
Precious, every second I spend by your side.. Yeah, right.. Impressions, I don't care to amend mine, okay.. Alright.. . Tell you I don't want nobody,.
almost sure i said some awful things. i'd take it back if i thought i'd change,. couldn't say for sure.. only i remain, i'm struggling. you choked out once, can you start again.
Whatever sticks is the habit today,. You know it needs no thought if it's throw away. And it seems like a lack of self-restraint. At least it's moving forward again..
While chimneys seep, my room is dark. The wardrobe sees you sleep, there's nothing here. But rumbles from our street and I'm left wanting more. . I've tried to ask while stooping down.
Your home may be cold. And your heart is gone. To the wind and the rain. But your pain will die. . So, tell me when you're sad. My heart is strong, I've had.
I've been lazy, I've not waited for you. Nature's hasty and Lord knows so am I. Six months inside, Wandsworth's finest landmark. My patience has died, first guilt, now hate's best son.
Onwards to the city. Where new money awaits. Far further from the clatter. Of your past life's mistakes. Oh, I've seen it all before. . You found the right cliff top.
So freely you curse my glance. This country's not seen. Insults so far advanced. But me, I saw you go alone. . It's easy when you're not here. I just say the right words.
It's the end of the year. I have just settled here. It may not be much, but it's enough. Yet trouble has sprung from the pubs and the clubs. We'll see blood soon, when the night's through.
Give me something I can hold. With that something I will grow. Make me crazy with your arms. It's all gone hazy, it's all gone wrong. Olympian, framed by God.
I said, I have one single success to my name. So take cover, I am coming out today. There is no turn of phrase, no easy way to say. I'll find my feet and I'll choose my own name.