TIE
YOUR MOTHER DOWN
(Queen)
Get
your party gown
Get
your pigtail down
Get
your heart beatin' baby
Got
my timin' right
Got
my act all tight
It's
gotta be tonight my little
Schoolbabe
Your
momma says you don't
And
your Daddy says you won't
And
I'm boilin' up inside
Ain't
no way I'm gonna lose out this time
Tie
your Mother down
Tie
your Mother down
Lock
your Daddy out of doors
I
don't need him nosing around
Tie
your Mother down
Tie
your Mother down
Give
me all your love tonight
You're
such a dirty louse
Go
get outta my house
That's
all I ever get from you
Family
ties, in fact I don't think I ever heard
A
single little civil word
from
those guys
But
I know I don't give a light
I'm
gonna make out all right
I've
got a sweetheart hand
To
put a stpo to all that
Grousin'
an' snipin'
Tie
your Mother down
Tie
your Mother down
Take
your little brother swimmin'
With
a brick (that's all right)
Tie
ypur Mother down,
Tie
your Mother down
Or
you ain't no friend of mine
Your
momma and your Daddy gonna
Plague
me til I die
Why
can't they understand I'm just a
Peace
lovin' guy
Tie
your Mother down
TIe
your Mother down... |
I'M
IN LOVE WITH MY CAR
(Queen)
The machine of a dream,
such a clean machine,
With the pistons a pumpin',
and the hubcaps all gleam.
When I'm holding your wheel,
All I hear is your gear,
When my hand's on your grease
gun,
Oh it's like a disease son,
I'm in love with my car,
gotta feel for my automobile,
Get a trip on my boy racer
rollbar,
Such a thrill when your
radials squeal.
Told my girl I just had to
forget her,
Rather buy me a new cartburettor,
So she made tracks sayin'
this is the end now,
Cars don't talk back they're
just for wheeled friends now,
When I'm holding your wheel,
All I hear is your gear,
When I'm cruisin' in overdrive,
Don't have to listen to
no run of the mill talk jive,
I'm in love with my car,
gotta feel fot my automobile,
I'm in love with my car,
string back gloves in my automobile! |
THE
PROPHET'S SONG
(Queen)
Oh oh people of the earth
Listen to the warning
The seer he said
Beware the storm that gathers
here
Listen to the wise man.
I dreamed I saw on a moonlit
stair
Spreading his hands on the
multitude there
A man who cried for a love
gone stale
And ice cold hearts os charity
bare.
I watched as fear took the
old men's graze
Hopes of the yound in troubled
graves
I see no day, I heard him
say
So grey is the face of every
mortal.
Oh oh people of the earth
Listen to the warning
The prophet he said
For soon the cold of night
will falls
Summoned by your own hand.
Oh oh children of the land
Fly and find the new green
bough
Return like the white dove.
He told of death as a done
white haze
Taking the lost and the
unloved babe
Late too late all the wretches
run
These kinds of beasts now
counting their days. |
'39
(Queen)
In the year of '39 assembled
here the Volunteers
In the days when the lands
were few
Here the ship sailed out
into the blue and sunny morn
The sweetest sight ever
seen.
And the night follewed day
And the story tellers day
That the score brave souls
inside
For many a lonely day sailed
across the milky seas
Never looked back, never
feared, never cried.
Don't you hear my call though
you're many years away
Don't you hear me calling
you
Write your letters in the
sand
For the day I take your
hand
In the land that our grandchildren
knew.
In the year of '39 came a
ship in front the blue
The volunteers came home
that day
And the bring goods news
of a world so newly born
Though their hearts so heavily
weigh
For the earth is old and
grey, to a new home we'll away
But my love this cannot
be
For so many years have gone
though I'm older but a year
Your mother's eyesin your
eyes cry to me.
Don't you hear my call though
you're many years away
Don't you hear me calling
you
All the letters in the sand
cannot heal me like your hand
For my life
Still ahead
Pity me. |
