Mott The Hoople - Hymn For The Dudes Lyrics
(ian hunter/verden allen)God aint jiveFor I can see his loveAs it runs aliven one by oneThrough fields of rusted wireThe war has just begunOh, cross over shame like the wise doveWho cares not for fame just for shy loven rejoice for the king aint lost his throne, oh noHes still here, you are not aloneCorrect your headsFor theres a new song risingHigh above the wavesGo write your timeGo sing it on the streetsGo tell the world, but you go braveOh my sweet instant christian you are such a sly clownToo many questions, no replies nown rejoice for the king aint lost his throne, oh noHes still here, you are not aloneI got an ideaGo tell the superstarAll his hairs are turning greyStar-spangled fearAs all the people disappearThe limelight fades awayCos if you think you are a starFor so long theyll come from near and farBut youll forget just who you are (yes you will)You aint the nazzYoure just a buzzSome kinda temporaryCross over shame like the wise doveWho cares not for fame just for shy loveOh-oh, my sweet instant christian you are such a sly clownToo many questions, no replies nown rejoice for the king aint lost his throne. oh no.Hes still here, you are not alone, you are not alone.
