Mott The Hoople - The Golden Age Of Rock 'n' Roll Lyrics
(ian hunter)Ladies and gentlemen,The golden age of rock and roll....Everybody hazy, shell-shocked and crazy.Screaming for the face at the window.Jeans for the genies, dresses for the dreamies,Fighting for a place in the front row.Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh(its good for your body, its good for your soul)Ohhh, ohhh, lets go!(its the golden age of rock and roll).Well you getta little buzz, send for the fuzz,Guitars getting higher and higher.The dude in the paint thinks hes gonna faint,Stoke more coke on the fire.Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh(you gotta stay young, you can never grow old)Ohhh, ohhh, whoooa(its the golden age of rock and roll).The golden age of rock and roll will never die,As long as children feel the need to laugh and cry.Dont wanna smash - want a smash sensation,Dont wanna wreck; just recreation,Dont wanna fight - but if you turn us downWere gonna turn you around gonna mess with the sound.The shows gotta move, everybody grooveThere aint no trouble on the streets now.So if the going gets rough,Dont you blame usYou ninety-six decible freaksOhhh, ohhh, ohhh(its good for body, its good for your soul)Ohhh, ohhh, whoooa(its the golden age of rock and roll).Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh(you gotta stay young, you can never grow old)Ohhh, ohhh, whoooa(its good for body, its good for your soul)Ohhh, ohhh, whoooa(its the golden age of rock and roll).Ohhh, ohhh, ohhh(you gotta stay young, you can never grow old)Ohhh, ohhh, whoooa(its good for body, its good for your soul)Ohhh, ohhh, whoooa(its the golden age of rock and roll).Thats all
