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Crash Street Kids
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mott the Hoople
Mott the Hoople
Performer
Overend Watts
Overend Watts
Bass Guitar
Ian Hunter
Ian Hunter
Vocals
Morgan Fisher
Morgan Fisher
Piano
Dale Griffin
Dale Griffin
Drums
Sue & Sunny
Sue & Sunny
Background Vocals
Barry St. John
Barry St. John
Background Vocals
Lynsey De Paul
Lynsey De Paul
Background Vocals
Ariel Bender
Ariel Bender
Guitar
Graham Preskett
Graham Preskett
Violin
Mike Horovitz
Mike Horovitz
Cello
Howie Casey
Howie Casey
Saxophone
Andy McKay
Andy McKay
Saxophone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ian Hunter
Ian Hunter
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Overend Watts
Overend Watts
Producer
Ian Hunter
Ian Hunter
Producer
Dale Griffin
Dale Griffin
Producer

Lyrics

See my thoughts - and see my scars- see my clothes - I dress to kill See my blood - and see my gun. The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (Better run, better run, better run) The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (You'll get done, you'll get done, you'll get done) Heed my faults - and heed my curse - heed my frustration - you just don't know A new town nothing - send for the hearse. The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (Better run, better run, better run) The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (Just for fun, just for fun, just for fun) Pull down the wires, set you on fire - I'm getting too tired to resist, We'll torture your flats, you keep us like rats - then you Tell 'em we're brats and the press twist our fist - get me out of this mist. Hear me swear - hear every word - I ain't just a number I wanna be heard - The TV announcer he talks to the scum The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (Better run, better run, better run) The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (Prick your thumb, prick your thumb, prick your thumb) I ain't been solved, I'm uninvolved - I've been annulled And I can't seem to prove it. You're so pure - you know the cures - just keep us poor The juvenile delinquent bit The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (Better run, better run, better run) The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (One's your son, one's your son, one's your son) The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (Better hide, better hide, better hide) The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (Take a ride, take a ride, take a ride) The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (You're too late, you're too late, you're too late) The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (Where's your mates? Where's your mates? Where's your mates?) The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (You're exposed, you're exposed, you're exposed) The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (Now you're closed, now you're closed, now you're closed) The Crash Street Kidds are comin' to get ya (Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead Now you're dead, now you're dead, now you're dead AHHHHHHHHHHH)
Writer(s): Ian Hunter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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