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[ar:Mott The Hoople] |
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[ti:All the Way from Memphis] |
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Forgot my six-string razor hit the sky |
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Half way to Memphis 'fore I realised |
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Well I rang the information my axe was cold |
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They said she rides the train to Oreoles |
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Now its a mighty long way down the dusty trail |
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And the sun burns hot on the cold steel rails |
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'N I look like a bum 'n I crawl like a snail |
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Well I got to Oreoles y'know it took a month |
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And there was myguitar electric junk |
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Some spade said Rock'n'rollers |
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You're all the same |
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Man that's your instrument I felt so ashamed |
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Now its a mighty long way down rock'n'roll |
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Through the Bradford Cities and the Oreoles |
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'N you look like a star but you're still on the dole |
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All the way from Memphis |
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Yeah it's a mighty long way down rock'n'roll |
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From the Liverpool docks to the Hollywood |
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Yeah its a mighty long way down rock'n'roll |
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As your name gets hot so your heart grows cold |
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'N you gotta stay young man you can never be old |
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Yeah its a mighty long way down rock'n'roll |
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Through the Bradford Cities and the Oreoles |
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'N you look like a star |
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But you're really out on parole |