Bolan’s Blues

Lyrics

[Intro] Was all married baby Really hungry Wow! [Verse 1] Well my daddy said you came from Salt Lake But I knew you came from L.A Well my daddy said you came from Salt Lake But I knew you came from L.A I ain't so sophisticated I just want to suck you in the hay [Verse 2] Well I like when you wear brown boots And I want you to wear your petticoat hard I want you to wear your greasy brown boots And I want you to wear your petticoat hard I want you to strap me in armour baby Baby, I don't want you to take me off guard (Oh no) [Verse 3] I want you to wear that spiked hat The one with the motorcycle handle, yeah I want you to wear that spiky hat The one you gave to Marlon Brando It's all burnished with silver And it's gilded with all the blood of your friends [Verse 4] I'm feeling good for you, mamma Please don't kill me in your bed I'm feeling good for you, mamma Please don't bleed me in your bed I don't wanna die I just wanna be sly That's all Guitar! Wow! [Verse 5] My friend's got a mansion On St. Germain Boulevard He calls himself an angel But I know he don't work hard He's a two-tone slider He's like Salvador Dali's bodyguard [Verse 6] Oh he's the king of the jungle He's a wild lion-tiger man Yeah he's the king of the jungle, baby He's a wild sugar man He's got no eyeballs And he's got 14 golden hands [Verse 7] He's my king and I love him And you know I love the way he walks He's the king of the jungle, baby You know I love the way he walks With his breastplate armour, you know He finds it very hard to talk Wow! [Verse 8] I wanna slide in the attic I wanna slap you upon my brazen bed I wanna slide in your attic I wanna, I wanna slap hard on my brazen bed I wanna lay between your thighs And have you lay upon my head This is [??] [Verse 9] I was born in the lightning And I wanna be an old man I was born in the lightning And I want to be an old man It's so hard for you, baby To possibly understand It's not that you're weak in the brain at all [Verse 10] I'm from the wild galaxy The one they call 64-09 I'm from the wild galaxy The one they call 64-09 I love the way you walk, baby But you have no sense of my time, alright [Verse 11] Well I'm a sharp operator You know I'm called the Queen of the Hop Sharp operator You know I'm called the Queen of the Hop I love the way you talk baby But please don't shove off