Marc Bolan and T. Rex – All Alone

All alone I sit at home

With my chrome guitar

Even Michael Mouse

He has a house with someone there

You handsome bitch, you movie twitch

And seranade the dudes that move and

Smile so vile and masquerade, they masquerade

An adjacent kid with a Jamacian lid

And switch-blade knife, steals the

Truth from your golden tooth then he

Turns you in

So you hold hands tight on a marble night

And maybe dismissed, but know that

Zeus is never loose with his Grecian kiss

His Grecian kiss

Fiery skies in children eyes

Fade into youth bleeding blood and tears

On all the ears, that heard your gold

So you walk the dog and you stroll the fog

On a dome sky earth, and lie too hard

Is an English bard, you better hide your tracks

Better watch your mind

Do it to me baby, now