B*ll*cks to higher thought, let's all just dance around in our pants.
Story behind the song
As part of the soundtrack to our 2010 road trip (alongside the perennial favourites such as VMP's "Ass Kisser") we found ourselves playing T-Rex's greatest hits over and over.
Now, don't get me wrong, they were a great band and we love them dearly, but those lyrics that we considered wonderful poetry in 1972 are actually, in the cold light of day, complete and utter crap.
I was OK with them up until Telegram Sam, but "... Jungle-face Jake, Jungle-face Jake, ah said make no mistake about Jungle-face Jake...", come on.
And don't even mention "Metal Guru". What a load of knackers. Sorry Marc.
Anyway, "I have never ever kissed a car before, it's like a do-o-or, oh yeah" - Tennyson, no?
No but it inspired this lyric.
As I said - let's just rock.
Lyrics
Jessie Claire
You dyed your hair
Your mama doesn't like it
But you just don't care
Strip strong
What went wrong
We off to the river
But it won't take long
Big three
Away scot free
You run like a bishop
But you can't catch me
Turn around
Don't quit town
You made a better fighter
As the last man down
You might think it's all nonsense
And I'd hate to disagree
But it was good enough for Marc Bolan
So it's good enough for me
I've got nothing to offer you
By way of cod philosophy
So if you're looking for enlightenment
I'm sorry, yeah,
But you're on your flippin' own
Black bear
It's not fair
You're standing in a line
But you're the last one there
Fret frown
You slipped your crown
You tried to ride an alligator
Upside down