[Snake] What was it you once said That there would be things in life that couldn't be Not for a second did I believe you Not for a minute did I believe
[Bolan / Hill] Why not just skin me like a Yankee pig? This neo-Nazi stuff just ain't my gig Still ain't sure what you had in mind I picked it from
[Bolan / Hill / Snake] Remember when we were young Just two kids on the run With a fist full of dreams Drinking wild Playing cool Stay out late Caught
[Bolan / Snake] As I stare into the fire All my thoughts go up in flames Here I stare into the fire I'll be waiting on the rain The box I keep myself
[Affuso / Bolan / Hill] Play the fence, one way you're gonna fall Sometimes I don't know who you are at all Your opinion is something that you've got
[Bolan / Snake] Slowly I heal the love that's found its way Onto another path in times of change Crossing a bridge unknown Hoping our strength will
and son you'll look just like me I said "Hey man, there's something that you oughta know. I tell ya Park Avenue leads to Skid Row." I look and see it
[Bolan / Snake] Woke up to the sound of pouring rain The wind would whisper and I'd think of you And all the tears you cried, that called my name And
[Bolan / Snake] Ricky was a young boy, He had a heart of stone. Lived 9 to 5 and worked his fingers to the bone. Just barely got out of school, came
[Bolan] Sleazin' in the city Lookin' for a fight Got my heels and lookin' pretty On a Saturday night, night, night Good God, bless my soul I need a
[Bolan / Snake] Outside my window there's a Whole lot of trouble comin' The cartoon killers and the Rag cover clones Stack heels kickin' rhythm Of social
[Bach / Bolan / Hill / Snake] Give me a minute 'cause I'm wrapped in superstition Pour me a chemical to take away the edge Don't make up anything that
sky It burned but still the winter passes by and by To the other side A slow parade of wind That blows through threes That wilted with the season's children
[Bach / Bolan / Snake] You got me forced to crack my lids in two I'm still stuck inside this rubber room I gotta punch the clock that leads the blind
[Bolan] Check out Clementine Cleanin' needles in her wine Face down in her one-eyed world With her brain-dead valentine She'll be your zombie, your
[Bolan / Snake] I've been convicted with and without reason Tarred and feathered like a piper on a killing spree And felt the anger of generations And
