Born To Boogie (A Tribute To Marc Bolan)

What you got? Born to boogie He stood five-foot-four But was a giant of his generation Just an Eastern kid Who became a rock 'n' roll sensation A dandy of a superstar Who led a sexual revolution Now, when he played guitar He was a rock god, baby-face assassin He wore a black straw hat and a jacket made of cherry red satin He was a hero of mine That's why I wrote a song about him "Bang a Gong," "Get It On," "I Love to Boogie" "Telegram Sam," "Twentieth-Century Boy" "Ride a White Swan" and "Children of the Revolution," revolution Now when the lights go down and all the crowd is swaying Then he starts up "Jeepster," all the girls are screaming Wow, they're screaming all right If you ever saw this guy, then you'll know just what I'm singing Oh, Lord Now when I die I'll be rocking up in Heaven beside him (Heaven beside him) We'll play a 12-part blues See if all God's children got the rhythm (Got the rhythm) The little maestro was a genius That's why I wanna sing about him (Sing about him) "Bang a Gong," "Get It On," "I Love to Boogie" "Telegram Sam," "Twentieth-Century Boy" "Ride a White Swan" and "Children of the-, of the Revolution," people "Bang a Gong," "Get It On," "I Love to Boogie" "Telegram Sam," "Twentieth-Century Boy" "Ride a White Swan" and "Children of the Revolution" He love to boogie I love to boogie Oh my, he could boogie-woogie-woogie What a man, what a guy, what a star Marc, genius