0 Meanings
Add Yours
Follow
Share
Q&A
Video
Ballrooms of Mars (T. Rex cover) Lyrics
You're gonna look fine
Be primed for dancing
You're gonna trip and glide
All on the trembling planes
Your diamond hands
Will be stacked with roses
And the wind and cars
And people of the past...
I'll call you Thing
Just when the Moon sings
And place your Face in Stone
Upon the Hill of Stars
And gripped in the arms
Of the changeless madman
We'll dance our lives away
In the Ballrooms Of Mars...
You talk about day
I'm talking 'bout Nighttime
When the Monsters call out
The names of Men
Bob Dylan knows
And I bet Alan Freed did
There are things in Night
That are better not to behold
You dance with your lizard leather boots on
And pull the strings that change the Faces of Men
You diamond-browed hag, you're a gutter-gaunt gangster
John Lennon knows your Name and I've seen His...
Be primed for dancing
You're gonna trip and glide
All on the trembling planes
Your diamond hands
Will be stacked with roses
And the wind and cars
And people of the past...
Just when the Moon sings
And place your Face in Stone
Upon the Hill of Stars
And gripped in the arms
Of the changeless madman
We'll dance our lives away
In the Ballrooms Of Mars...
I'm talking 'bout Nighttime
When the Monsters call out
The names of Men
Bob Dylan knows
And I bet Alan Freed did
There are things in Night
That are better not to behold
And pull the strings that change the Faces of Men
You diamond-browed hag, you're a gutter-gaunt gangster
John Lennon knows your Name and I've seen His...
Who wrote the lyrics to 'Ballrooms of Mars (T. Rex cover)' by Virgin Steele?