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Ian Hunter - Bastard - lyrics

(ian hunter)
Vestal virginia - aint got a bad thought in ya - youre a bastard
Mean as a killer - instinct thats within ya - youre a bastard.
Laughs like a drain and it messes up my brain
Cos you know I like the pain of never knowing
Space cow Ill chew the bad blood running through ya
Kiss you as you hit the floor cos you dont even know that youre a bastard
Theres a crisis in the kitchen
But that dont stop you *****in - youre a bastard
You got that yellowjacket touch,
With the stings that hurt so much - youre such a bastard
Flirting in the shadows, aiming all those little arrows,
Youre as shallow as the gallows you got me in to. (yeah)
Voodoo dolls gonna line the room, handcuffs glinting in the gloom,
One day youll find that hidden door, inside everyone screams that youre a bastard.
(youre such a)
You twist me til Im lame, then you spin the coin again - youre such a bastard
Youre so naturally perverse, you aint even gotta rehearse -youre such a bastard
Fly like a witch, without running in some pitch
Why dont you break the switch that takes me over
My prison is your brain, your prisoners insane
Forgot all the keys, you can break the chains
But you dont even take the blame you bastard.
(bastard, bastard) Im enjoying that lately, you know just the beginnings
(bastard)
The agony and the ecstacy meeting at the middle of my mouth
The agony and the ecstacy cant spit it out.
Sometimes on a rainy day I draw you.
Hope for....love.

Ian Hunter - 23a, Swan Hill - lyrics

(ian hunter)
(transcribed by justin purington; corrections by colin ford)
Wrote this poem
Called the floods roll on
He said this aint yours,
Whered you get it from?
You must have stole it from a book,
Oh yeah
You must have stole it from a book.
cause you aint frail
You aint beautiful,
And I dont fancy you
At all.
Youd be a ruin
If looks could kill
23 a, swan hill
Stiff with rage
Screaming at the sky
Innocence breaks
Says she wants to die
Im assuming Im alive
Oh yeah
Im assuming Im alive
She pushes and she pulls
My legs go weak
In fascinating terror
The whole world moves
And Im standing still
In 23a swan hill
And its always raining
And you never ask why
You never give yourself a shot
You just sit and watch your life go by
Kicking stones
At a still life
Want to pull it down
Slash it slash it
There must be some way out here
There must be some way out here
This aint right
There must be more to life
Than breaking and entering
Doing peoples heads in
Alcohol, nicotine
Thinking what I might have been
You would be a ruin
If looks could kill
23 a, swan hill
And the whole world moves
And Im standing still
In 23 a, swan hill
And I will
And I will
And I will
And I will
In 23 a, swan hill
(repeat and fade)

Ian Hunter - (Miss) Silver Dime - lyrics

Ian Hunter/Earl Slick)
Alice was a drunken Mona Lisa
Arching up some American wall
She said I really want to please you
I said that's easy let yourself fall
All you got to do is go
Ride on down rock and roll
Shine on Miss Silver Dime
Ride on down rock and roll
Blow my sweet mind
Blow my sweet mind
As I was posing down some empty broken street
Said the world is coming to an end
She screamed out loudly
I'm so lonely I'm so lonely
I'm so lonely I'm so lonely
I said on me you can depend
All you got to do is go
Ride on down rock and roll
Shine on Miss Silver Dime
Ride on down rock and roll
Blow my sweet mind
Blow my sweet mind
She sucked so sadly on this feather tail
She got me up when I was down
She plays the music and when the music fades
I want her to get me up I want her to get me up
I want her to get me up I want her to get me up
I want her to get me up get me up
Get me up get me up get me up get me up
Get me up get me up get me up get me up
All you got to do is go
Ride on down rock and roll
Shine on Miss Silver Dime
Ride on down rock and roll
Blow my sweet mind
Blow my sweet mind
Ride on down rock and roll
Shine on Miss Silver Dime
Ride on down rock and roll
Blow my sweet mind
Blow my sweet mind
All you got to do is go
(fade

Ian Hunter - American Music - lyrics

(ian hunter)
I have a dream-its only one dream
But I know dreams can come true
And I have a wish-its only one wish
But I know wishes can too
I wanna be-faraway from here
With those honky tonk heroes-burnin my ears-oh
Love american music-i play it all night long
Just me n records-n a vivid imagination
I love to dance in the mirror-i practice every single word
And it seems to me american music-is all Ive ever heard
Oh oh oh-oh oh oh its lonely on the underground
I sit and watch my world go round n round n round n round n round
I sit and watch the world go round
I hear the sons of memphis-i hear the brothers or harlem
I hear the nashville cats n the rag time mamas outa new orleans
I hear the windy city-i hear a gospel singers hymn-and it seems to me
American music is all theres ever been
Cmon baby oh oh -oh oh-oo-oo
I love the names of the cities-i hear the echo echoing
And it seems to me american music is all theres ever been

Ian Hunter - American Spy - lyrics

Neon lights in the pouring rain - it's just another Saturday
Avoid the bovver boys comin' out the Indian - looking for an affray
I left home on the 4th of July - in nineteen hundred and seventy five
I'm just a pirate with a patch over one eye
Wanna buy a drink for an American Spy?
I spent fourteen years on the factory floor
I never took a day off sick
I was workin' away all day on the Centre Lathe
Tryin' to get it done quick
I was always in the red - never in the black
You make a little money 'n they take it all back
This ain't the way to spend the rest of my life
Wanna buy a drink for an American,
Wanna buy a drink for an American Spy?
Englishmen don't commit suicide - they move to the USA
They got big back yards and Platinum cards
'N everyday's a holiday
Seedy little snobs - I don't wanna know 'em
I don't trust them *****ers as far as I can throw 'em
Cast your fate to the winds say I
Wanna buy a drink for an American Spy?
Don't ask me - sounded like a plan
Go west, go west, go west young man
I've had enough of that old school tie
Wanna buy a drink for an American
Do ya wanna buy a drink for an American (Spy)?
Do ya wanna buy a drink for an American Spy?

Ian Hunter - All American Alien Boy - lyrics

(ian hunter)
I packed my bags - in the land of rags
cos I dont believe in them dimmo drags
Dont wanna vote for the left wing - dont wanna vote for the right
I gotta have both-to make me fly
Just a whitey from blighty - heading out west
Got my little green card n my bulletproof vest
Goin to old tube city - where the buzz is the best
On down the line (down the line) down the line (down the line)
Well I was born (on the line) n I was raised (on the line)
I was schooled (on the line) n I was fazed (on the line)
n I was used (on the line) n I was dazed (on the line)
Just had to split (off the line) cos I was crazed (off the line)
n I remember all the good times - me n miller enjoyed
Up and down the m1 in some luminous yo-yo toy
But the future has to change - and to change Ive got to destroy
Oh look out lennon here I come - land ahoy-hoy-hoy
All american alien boy all american alien boy
Dont look down put your feet on the ground dont drown in the big aquarium
Dont walk slow - put on a big show - shove your meat down vegetarians
Dont get slugged, get mugged, get bugged, or theyll sling you in the jug
Shove you under some rug, give you some drug - pull out the plug and then...
And theyre telling me this hamburgers cheaper than the other
n this televisions cheaper than the other
And theyre selling me hotdogs cheaper than the other
n these pizzas cheaper than the other
And I dont understand all this - Im just an all american alien boy
n theyre telling me rifles are shot in connecticut
Theyre telling me pistols are shot in westchester
You can get a saturday night special on flatbush, on the bowery, or the bronx
Or on 42nd street - and I dont understand all this - being an all american alien boy
Ive got sodium nitrate rotting in my guts
My heads full of ulcers I got lungs full of butts
My heart wants a transplant - it thinks that Im nuts
My logic wont open - my eyes wont shut
n Im beginning to dig all this - being an all american alien boy
And your women are always right (alright)
They always know so much more
cos the women came from heaven
n the men came outta some store
n they dont know who they are and they dont know what theyre for
Im an all american alien boy - look out mary tyler moore - all american
Alien boy - etc.
Chorus
Ten bears, two bears, standing bear, plenty bear,
Old bear, brave bear, hollow horn bear
Silver knife, spotted tail, yellow hand, red cloud,
Red fox, red horse, black kettle,
White ghost, white bull, white thunder, white hog,
Hold on a minute gotta frog in my throat
Cochise, alchise, roman nose, geronimo - hold on a minute - more to go
Sitting bull, tall bull, crazy horse and short bull,
Low dog, red dog, yellow wolf, low wolf
Loco, victorio, chato, little crow, dead eyes, jak, taza n colorow
My mouths exploiting thats enough of this noise
I guess were all - all american alien boys.

Ian Hunter - 3,000 Miles From Here - lyrics

(ian hunter)
Fare thee well, gentle maid,
Ill see you on your way;
And the sun will rise tomorrow
And wash my sins away.
For I know that Ive abused you
But I only had a day.
And I know thats why you left me
In your own sad little way -
I am gone - disappeared
But I hear a young dove crying
3000 miles from here.
Some would say you were a loser
cause you play a losers game,
But then if I am a winner,
Why then am I so ashamed?
If you hear a young dove crying,
Youll know its me to blame.
For I never got her number;
I never knew her name.
Now shes gone - disappeared.
But I hear a young dove crying
3000 miles from here.

Ian Hunter - Apathy 83 - lyrics

(ian hunter)
Standin on the edge of vesuvius - my mouth is runnin dry
Drunk on wine & wisdom - giving it all away
Old enough to hate tomorrow - young enough not to know where to run
Oh there aint no rockn roll no more - just the music of the young
Apathy for the devil apathy for the devil
Apathy for the devil ,n apathy for the son.
The moon shines brightly on some summer lawn -
And envy caught like a leaf
Comes floating down upon this frozen desert sand -
Spitting bullets through the night
The siren wails on the ambulance - compassion touches my head n it bleeds
There aint no rockn roll no more just the sickly sound of greed.
And its apathy for the devil and its apathy for the devil
And its apathy for the devil n apathy for the creed
No more gardens for the gardenless - no more - havens for the havenless
No more helpers for the helplessness - no more - somethings for a less
For the law is now the lawless
n the flaw is now the flawless
n the crime is now accepted
n the criminal respected
n now evil gets elected
n now sinful get selected
Heed a president proven rotten now officially forgotten
Was it your general sheridan who once said the only good, good man is a dead good man.
It was not me babe
I just said keep your head n your bread well down under them floorboards
n you - you look like you gone with the wind
Running ***** through the streets
Wired out - tired out - transcendental mental - only laughing in your sleep
Nostalgia is starting to focus too late, imagination is starting to itch
There aint no rockn roll no more just the music of the rich
n its apathy for the devil n its apathy for the devil
n its apathy for the devil apathys at fever pitch

Ian Hunter - All The Good Ones Are Taken (Part One) - lyrics

(ian hunter)
Girl-things ain't been goin' too good for me
Girl-i'm living in the middle of a mystery
You're the only one that can turn me on
'n' now that you're gone i said
Girl-i'm livin' in the middle of your memory
Girl-you're still the figure in my favorite fantasy
I know you know
That's the way it goes
And still my love grows-i said
All o' the good, all o' the good ones are taken
All o' the good, all o' the good ones are taken
I'm hangin' around with my head in the air
Watchin' the lovers go by
I had a lover-but she never cared
All you could say was goodbye
Maybe i was mistaken
Maybe i got it wrong
But all of the good ones are taken from now on
'n' girl-i'm livin' in the middle of a broken dream
I said girl-all this fallin' in love ain't like it seems
Out in the rain-can't you feel my pain
Again 'n' again 'n' again 'n' again 'n' again
All of the good, all o' the good ones are taken
Maybe i was mistaken-maybe i got it wrong
But all of the good ones are taken in my song

Ian Hunter - Another Fine Mess - lyrics

(ian hunter/darrell bath/honest john plain)
Well you rang me up you say you wanna get high
Now Im underpaid and Im overtired
Riding shotgun round the world
Im too young to die, too old for the girls
You wanna know something, Ive had it with you
Another fine mess you got me into
Well, youre always in one hole or another
And I come runnin just like a brother
When are you ever going to get yourself cleared
Youll keep on running til we disappear
I cant believe the things you do
Another fine mess you got me into
Another fine mess (3)
Well thats what you get when you settle for less
Another fine mess yeah, another fine mess
Look on the bright side - smile smile smile
Relive our childhood just for a little while
Cant you see its catching it up on you
Hit me, darrell
Well, thats another fine mess you got me into
How many more times are you gonna get pissed?
How many more asses have we gotta kiss?
How many more songs have I gotta write?
How many more sessions into the night?
For some dumb ***** who dont got a clue
Another fine mess you got me into
Well you say Im kicking up too much fuss
Twenty-four hours is too long on the bus
The bands all moan and the drivers slow
Theres not enough people - too many shows
Down in the bus with the birthday blues
Another fine mess you got me into
Another fine mess (3)
Well, thats what you get when you settle for less
Another fine mess (2)
Oh, I said another fine mess - another fine mess
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