fuckyeahbolan:

t.rex — woodland rock
electric warrior (expanded), 1971

there’s a man on the corner
got his head in his hat
he dances like a gypsy
so he must be where it’s at

do the rock
do the woodland rock
let it all hang out
everybody shout
do the rock
do the woodland rock

the wind is the thing
that makes the body swing
it brings you up & takes you down
and treats you like a king

do the rock
do the woodland rock
let it all hang out
everybody shout
do the rock
do the woodland rock

met a little mama
she was sweet; she was gone
she’s got legs like a railroad
face like a song

do the rock
do the woodland rock
let it all hang out
everybody shout
do the rock
do the woodland rock
oh yeah

the wind is in the willows
my house is up a tree
the seas of change are flowing
i want everybody free

do the rock
do the woodland rock
let it all hang out
everybody shout
do the rock
do the woodland rock

met a little mama
she was sweet; she was gone
she’s got legs like a railroad
face like a song

do the rock
do the woodland rock
let it all hang out
everybody shout
do the rock
do the woodland rock

ally bally bash bam rock-a-billy boom!

do the rock
do the woodland rock
let it all hang out
everybody shout
do the rock
do the woodland rock
oh yeah

let it all hang out
everybody shout
do the rock
do the woodland rock
oh yeah

ally bally bash bam rock-a-billy boom!

fuckyeahbolan:

t.rex — jewel
t.rex, 1970

well i’ve got a little babe
with jewels upon her lip
well i’ve got a little babe
with jewels upon her lip
her hair’s like a river
it’s fast & slowly drips

she bathes in thunder
the elves are under her
she bathes in thunder
the elves are under her
she walks the wind
and has a panther with silver fur

her thoughts are gold
her eyes, electric blue
her thoughts are gold
her eyes, electric blue
she sleeps upon the dreams
of me and you

fuckyeahbolan:

t.rex — girl
electric warrior, 1971

oh god
high in your fields above earth
come and be real for us
you with your mind
oh yes you are
beautifully fine

oh girl
electric witch you are
limp in society’s ditch
you are
visually fine
oh yes you are
but mentally dying

oh boy
just like a boat you are
sunk but somehow you float you do
mentally weak
oh yes you are
but so much you speak