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The Moon Upstairs - Mott the Hoople



     
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Well, my brother, he was a drinking man and I asked him for release
He said, This won't do you no good, and sent for the police"
Well, they busted me for nothing, 'cos they said, I was insane
So, they let my body go, but they locked away my brainWell, I wandered freely as a bird that had broken both it's wings
And I hated them and they hated me, and I hated everything
And I realize that to survive, well, my body is not mine
And I feel neglected feel rejected, living in the wrong timeAnd to those of you who always laugh
Let this be your epitaphAnd my head is down and I'm called a clown by comedians that grace
The living stage of every page of worthless meaningless space
But I swear to you before we're though you're gonna feel our every blow
We ain't bleeding you we're feeding you but you're too fucking slow

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Mott the Hoople were a glam rock group formed in 1968 in Herefordshire, England near the Welsh border. They were led by Ian Hunter until his departure in 1974. The band would break up in 1976. They are best known for the international hit single All the Young Dudes, written by David Bowie and featured in films such as Clueless and Juno. The band was named after a novel by Willard Manus. The book was about a freak show worker named Norman Mott.

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