Mick Ronson

Time's so short, please woman, wear your hair down for me Time's so short, please woman, wear your hair down for me. Of all the people that I meet Faces passing on the street Returns of life so incomplete And all the world lies at my feet. And every

Never got lost on this road before Never saw a scene on the street before Never got chose with the rest of the boys So I must have needed something more Always wound up in a cell for the night Always had faith from the midnight fight Always got caugh

I'm a poor excuse for a man, with you Forgotten the plan Can't go on in love with you Is there life on mars All those candy bars Just make me ill don't fulfil I'd like to be you Can you hold my hand It's in the pan, next to your nightie's My hearts i

Billy rapped all night about his suicide How he'd kick it in the head when he reached twenty-five Speed jive, don't wanna stay alive when you're twenty-five And Wendy's stealing clothes from Mark's & Spark's And Freddy's got spots from ripping off th

Wake, reaching for yesterday Up, washing the sleep away My mind, full of the games you play all the time I, roll up a cigarette Sit down, trying hard to forget Your face, when you turned and left me again It's not a game Seeing your face on the wall,