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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Mott the Hoople
Mott the Hoople
Künstler:in
Overend Watts
Overend Watts
Bassgitarre
Ian Hunter
Ian Hunter
Stimme und Gesang
Morgan Fisher
Morgan Fisher
Klavier
Dale Griffin
Dale Griffin
Schlagzeug
Sue & Sunny
Sue & Sunny
Begleitgesang
Barry St. John
Barry St. John
Begleitgesang
Lynsey De Paul
Lynsey De Paul
Begleitgesang
Ariel Bender
Ariel Bender
Gitarre
Graham Preskett
Graham Preskett
Geige
Mike Horovitz
Mike Horovitz
Cello
Howie Casey
Howie Casey
Saxofon
Andy McKay
Andy McKay
Saxofon
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Ian Hunter
Ian Hunter
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Guy Stevens
Guy Stevens
Produzent:in
Overend Watts
Overend Watts
Produzent:in
Don DeVito
Don DeVito
Produzent:in
Vic Anesini
Vic Anesini
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Ian Hunter
Ian Hunter
Produzent:in
Dale Griffin
Dale Griffin
Produzent:in

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
See my thoughts and then see my scars
See my clothes, I dress to kill
See my blood and see my gun
[Verse 2]
The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get you
(Better run, better run, better run)
The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get you
(You'll get done, you'll get done, you'll get done)
[Verse 3]
Heed my faults and heed my curse
Heed my frustration, you just don't know
A new town nothing, send for the hearse
[Verse 4]
The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get you
(Better run, better run, better run)
The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get you
(Just for fun, just for fun, just for fun)
[Verse 5]
Pull down the wires, set you on fire
I'm getting too tired to resist
We'll torture your flats
You keep us like rats
Then you tell 'em we're brats
And the press twist our fist
Get me out of this mess
[Verse 6]
Hear me swear, hear every word
I ain't just a number, I wanna be heard
A TV announcer, he talks to the scum
[Verse 7]
The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get you
(Better run, better run, better run)
The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get you
(Prick your thumb, prick your thumb, prick your thumb)
[Verse 8]
I ain't been solved, I'm uninvolved
I've been annulled and I can't seem to prove it
And you're so pure, you know the cures
Just keep us poor, the juvenile delinquent bit
[Verse 9]
The crash street kids are comin' to get you
(Better run, better run, better run)
The crash street kids are comin' to get you
(One's your son, one's your son, one's your son)
[Verse 10]
The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get you
(Better hide, better hide, better hide)
The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get you
(Take a ride, take a ride, take a ride)
[Verse 11]
The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get you
(You're too late, you're too late, you're too late)
The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get you
(Where's your mates? Where's your mates? Where's your mates?)
[Verse 12]
The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get you
(You're exposed, you're exposed, you're exposed)
The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get you
(Now you're closed, now you're closed, now you're closed)
[Verse 13]
The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get you
(Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead)
(Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead)
(Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead)
(Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead)
(Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead)
[Verse 14]
(Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead)
(Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead, oh)
Written by: Ian Hunter
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