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mott the hoople - the moon upstairs lyrics

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(ian hunter/mick ralphs)

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 brain

well i wandered freely as a bird that had broken both it’s wings
and i hated them and they hated me and i hated everthing
and i realise that to survive well my body is not mine
and i feel neglected feel rejected
living in the wrong time

and to those of you who always laugh
let this be your epitaph

and my head is down and i’m called a clown by comedians that grace
the living stage of every page of worthless meaningless sp-ce
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 f-cking slow

and to those of you who always laugh
let this be your epitaph

- mott the hoople lyrics

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