Soundtracks - Ballrooms Of Mars - T-Rex текст песни

You gonna look fineВ
Be primed for dancingВ
You're gonna trip and glideВ
All on the trembling planeВ
Your diamond handsВ
Will be stacked with rosesВ
And wind and carsВ
And people of the pastВ

I'll call you thingВ
Just when the moon singsВ
And place your face in stoneВ
Upon the hill of starsВ
And gripped in the armsВ
Of the changeless madmanВ
We'll dance our lives awayВ
In the Ballrooms of MarsВ

You talk about dayВ
I'm talking 'bout night timeВ
When the monsters call outВ
The names of menВ
Bob Dylan knowsВ
And I bet Alan Freed didВ
There are things in nightВ
That are better not to beholdВ

You danceВ
With your lizard leather boots onВ
And pull the stringsВ
That change the faces of menВ
You diamond browed hagВ
You're a glitter-gaunt gangsterВ
John Lennon knows your nameВ
And I've seen hisВ