T. Rex — Unicorn Horn A Thousand Marc Feld Charms

This man came up to me, got on his knees Said show me what you know I showed him what I know, he said oh! Paint me the picture about how you could come But you said: "Hey boy you're just a decoy!" I said a-ha Everything I do earns me screw, boy But I don't know about your silver plated Cadillacs All I want to do is hang on to my head I don't want to bend my ears Putting no through no silver sonic spheres I just want to hang on to my mind Do want to put it through no marble plated kind Don't want a have a sculpted monk to put out Everything I want to do I want to clean, don't want a Cadillac Don't want silk back, don't wanna put it through a purses' ear Man, I don't fear no unicorn horn All I want to do babe is do what I was born to Yeah! Went through through school, didn't play no pool Everything I did, man was like a damn he's scared All the girls took me on, they just took my juice then they were gone Mamma, they were gone, yeah! When I took them home I was never alone Everything I did boy, you could hear the lipstick skid all up and down my wall I felt so small, wanting to scream out loud, out loud My brother he was big, he never did no kid man He was always on the ball like a puppy dog His boots were skin, like snake skin baby Never skidded on my toes He always went down to the high school dance Never took a chance on any lean skinned woman, he was cool I mean cool He wore silk dress, never went to bed With any old ladies that never knew what was happening man Went out to Soho, made a show Went out he had a boot-skin silver-skin Cadillac baby Got his heel stuck in, in some silver plated stud man He was alright, never kicked no down hill, east end mud berry He was alright! Do the boogie, hey! Boogie, yeah Everything I do makes me think of the world When the world was young, man When the lids were stitched upon your sun, yeah yeah Take the pills, build you up to be a mighty man Everything you do makes you silver-skinned I'd like to make you want to do everything Steel eyelids won't make you sleep good at night They make you uptight You got your glitter suit on babe It won't help you to bang the gong in the midnight Alleys of the world are slick man They don't help you make you tick babe Monday's just a thing to make the world seem like An alligator tongue, wing ball, ding dong I'm feeling good, I've been juicing some mud Snort a park, get out of doors man Stroll around, go see your grandma Break her door, steal some gas Go put some money in your Cadillac The wind is the thing that makes your body swing It brings you up, it rocks you down, it makes you feel like a king When you're a man, you've got to understand that everything you do's gonna make you feel like: "Wooo!" Everything you do's good You've got silk, sharp shoes Your toes are built out of the universe Well my mamma was a gypsy queen She been out on the Cadillacs on the scene When the Mother Earth gave her birth She took out all the wind she could hold in her arms She built me from that skin She made me from the thing that made everything begin She made me begin, yeah! Everything I do, lord, I know it's true 'Cos I'm a kingpin Mid-June, harpoon Kick around the sands Burning beaches, at everything's peaches baby Well I get out on the streets, the kids bom-bom well everybody's gonna rock I once saw a man he had in his eyes everything I want from the skies He knew a raven that was craving at you, my destiny, oh baby He knew my destiny Knew the truth inside of me Knew my fate as it was He knew what I didn't know He knew what I wanted to be He could see what I couldn't see He held me in his arms, a thousand Marc Feld charms He'd see my life when I was just a punk, funking on the gutter snap highway He'd see me there when I was riding through the glitter silk stars of my byway He could see me babe, he could see me babe When I could do what I wanted to do Golden woman, I see you there with your eyes like a pair Slide your legs down the highways of my hair My silk-skin pants just wish that, sit on my bone tone Like a... June, June, June, like a... Oh June, when you wear your hair high It makes me sly, it makes me make my britches high Oh June