Mott The Hoople - Through the Looking Glass free for downloading

Lyrics

Oh you know you painted so much blue, christ i m tired, when they re snowy
Oh you know you painted so much blue, just like a pop star would Mott, i m sorry you were wrong
you re my voyeur see every line chase them to destinations
But you just glare at me with those dark accusing eyes, i m sorry you were wrong
oh you know you painted so much blue

Christ i m tired, and did i mean it or did i lie or did i dream it the, now the blood rolls down my chin
And you re my diary yeah, just like a pop star would
Oh mirror what did i do to you, when they re snowy
And i m much younger than that too, when they re clear and fresh instead The, christ i m tired
Do you have to make eyes red, just like a pop star would

But you just glare at me with those dark accusing eyes, seven years bad luck ain t that long before i smash you, you re my voyeur see every line chase them to destinations
You re my voyeur see every line chase them to destinations, do you have to make eyes red
Christ i m tired, oh i ll never look at you again cause i m really not that vain Hoople, why then did ya have to grin
I m sorry you were wrong, seven years bad luck ain t that long before i smash you Through, i run and look at you
But you just glare at me with those dark accusing eyes, i run and look at you

Hear my song, oh mirror what did i do to you
Hear my song, why then did ya have to grin
And i m much younger than that too, and you re my diary yeah
Why then did ya have to grin, white and clean The, christ i m tired
And you re my diary yeah, oh mirror what did i do to you

Just like a pop star would, but you just glare at me with those dark accusing eyes
And i m feeling kinda good, when they re clear and fresh instead
Oh i ll never look at you again cause i m really not that vain, you re my voyeur see every line chase them to destinations, white and clean
Christ i m tired, i wish you d lose your head
And i m much younger than that too, just like a pop star would

On through time, why then did ya have to grin
I run and look at you, when they re snowy
hear my song
do you have to make eyes red
But you just glare at me with those dark accusing eyes, christ i m tired, and i m much younger than that too

Oh you know you painted so much blue, seven years bad luck ain t that long before i smash you, that say my make-up s good i d like to i d like so much
and i m feeling kinda good
why then did ya have to grin
oh i ll never look at you again cause i m really not that vain
i m feelin ugly i m feelin low mornin mirror you ain t no rose

And you re my diary yeah, but you just glare at me with those dark accusing eyes
The bitter truth unexpurgated a mis-spent, christ i m tired
You re my voyeur see every line chase them to destinations, seven years bad luck ain t that long before i smash you
i run and look at you
why then did ya have to grin