Glam Songtext

von Michel Van Dyke

Glam

Age of hip
We were doing fine
Beatles dead, the end of time
Me and Johnny put up a band
In thos days we were really good friends

One year later, 71
Thrown out of school played with a gun
Met this guy at the Paddington stop
He said damn sure you'll make it to the top

We?d give our lives for rock?n roll
The man in charge he didn't know
He made us do a soppy song
It went straight up to number one

It's been a long time I know
In my mind I'm coming back home

Though I don't belong to nobody no more
I don't belong to nobody no more
No, I don't belong to nobody no more
I don't belong to nobody no more

We put on the paint we talked to the stars
People thought we were coming from Mars
Now I know the best I'm at
Is getting drunk and stay in bed

For the time being I didn't know
Things got worse outta control
Johnny told me to leave the band
It lost ist face and that was the end

And the beat goes on
And the beat goes on
I don't belong to nobody no more ...