paroles de chanson Storm - Mott the Hoople
(Overend
watts/morgan
fisher/ray
major)
There′s
a
rumour
going
roung
this
place
That
you've
been
hanging
around
If
I
find
out
that
it′s
true
I'm
telling
you
Gonna
put
you
in
the
ground
There's
a
kind
of
misty
morning
As
I′m
looking
out
′cross
town
Thinking
'bout
my
friends
Remembering
what
they
said
An′
making
me
feel
like
a
real
lowdown
Well
I
saw
that
smoke
stack
lightning
When
you
pushed
me
to
the
brink
You
got
me
worried,
you
got
me
mean
And
when
I'm
mean
I
drink
And
then
a
lot
of
wild
talk
was
flying
About
a
tall
cat
sleeping
around
Well
I
dunno
who
he
is
but
I′m
telling
you
this
When
I
catch
up
with
him
I'm
gonna
mow
him
down
When
I
get
there
tonight
you
better
be
back
home
There′s
an
ill
wind
blowing
and
it's
bringing
a
storm
An'
when
I
get
there
tonight
you
better
be
alone
There′s
an
ill
wind
blowing
and
it′s
bringing
a
storm
'Cos
when
I
get
there
tonight
I′m
gonna
be
insane
There's
an
ill
wind
blowing
and
it′s
bringing
a
storm
I've
had
enough
of
your
lip
gonna
cause
you
some
pain
There′s
an
ill
wind
blowing
and
it's
bringing
a
storm
I'm
gonna
jump
on
a
train
Now
you′ve
burned
out
all
my
money
Just
as
much
as
you
could
take
And
then
your
love
turned
bad
and
now
I′m
mad
'Cos
I
made
a
big
mistake
But
if
you
think
I′m
gonna
take
it
Lying
down
like
a
dog
Well
you'd
better
think
again
I′ll
fix
you
up
for
good
I
told
you
I
would
And
I'm
just
about
to
jump
on
a
real
fast
train
When
I
get
there
tonight
you
better
be
back
home
There′s
an
ill
wind
blowing
and
it's
bringing
a
storm
When
I
get
there
tonight
you
better
be
alone
There's
an
ill
wind
blowing
and
it′s
bringing
a
storm
′Cos
when
I
get
there
tonight
I'm
gonna
be
insane
There′s
an
ill
wind
blowing
and
it's
bringing
a
storm
Feel
my
temperature
rise
like
a
knife
in
my
brain
There′s
an
ill
wind
blowing
and
it's
bringing
a
storm
Oh,
slow
down!
Cat′s
all
running
for
cover
'Cos
there's
no
place
left
to
hide
I′ve
go
a
vengeance
in
my
soul
And
it
will
not
be
denied
You
better
get
on
your
knees
little
girl
It′s
the
only
thing
to
do
I'm
gonna
make
you
sorry
you
were
born
You
better
come
right
over
get
my
hands
on
you
When
I
get
there
tonight
you
better
be
back
home
There′s
an
ill
wind
blowing
and
it's
bringing
a
storm
When
I
get
there
tonight
you
better
be
alone
There′s
an
ill
wind
blowing
and
it's
bringing
a
storm
′Cos
when
I
get
there
tonight
I'm
gonna
be
insane
There's
an
ill
wind
blowing
and
it′s
bringing
a
storm
Feel
my
temperature
rise
like
a
knife
in
my
brain
There′s
an
ill
wind
blowing
and
it's
bringing
a
storm

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