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Midnight Radio ("Hedwig"OST)
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Hedwig And The Angry Inch | Stephen Trask Words & Music by |
2015.11 1Â÷ |
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Rain falls hard burns dry A dream or a song that hits you so hard Filling you up and suddenly gone Breathe feel love Give free know in your soul Like your blood knows the way From your heart to your brain Knows that you're whole And you're shinin' Like the brightest star A transmission on the midnight radio And you're spinnin' like a forty-five Ballerina dancing to your rock and roll Here's to Patti and Tina And Yoko Aretha And Nona and Nico and me And all the strange rock and rollers You know you're doing all right So hold on to each other You gotta hold on tonight And you're shinin' Like the brightest star A transmission on the midnight radio And you're spinnin' your new forty-fives All the misfits and the losers Well you know you're rock and rollers Spinning to your rock and roll Lift up your hands lift up your hands Lift up your hands lift up your hands Lift up your hands lift up your hands Lift up your hands lift up your hands Lift up your hands lift up your hands Lift up your hands lift up your hands Lift up your hands lift up your hands Lift up your hands lift up your hands Lift up your hands lift up your hands Lift up your hands lift up your hands ![]() |
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Sugar Daddy ("Hedwig"OST)
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Hedwig And The Angry Inch | Stephen Trask Words & Music by |
2015.11 1Â÷ |
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I've got a sweet tooth For licorice drops and jelly roll Hey sugar daddy Hansel needs Some sugar in his bowl I'll lay out fine China on the linen And polish up the chrome If you've got some sugar for me Sugar daddy bring it home Blackstrap molasses You're my orange blossom honey bear Bring me Versace blue jeans Black designer underwear We'll dress up like the disco dancing Jet set in Milan and Rome If you've got some sugar for me Sugar daddy bring it home Oh the thrill of control Like the rush of rock and roll Is the sweetest taste I've known oh yeah So come on sugar daddy bring it home When honey bees go shopping It's something to be seen They swarm to wild flowers And get nectar for the queen And everything you bring me Got me dripping like a honeycomb If you've got some sugar for me Sugar daddy bring it home Oh the thrill of control Like the blitzkrieg on the roll Is the sweetest taste I've known oh yeah If you've got some sugar Bring it home oh yeah Come on sugar daddy bring it home Whiskey and French cigarettes A motorbike with high-speed jets A Water Pik a Cuisinart And a hypo-allergenic dog I want all the luxuries Of the modern age And every item on every page In the Lillian Vernon catalogue Oh baby something's crossed my mind I was thinking you'd look so fine In a velvet dress with heels And an ermine stole Oh Luther darling heaven knows I've never put on women's clothes Except for once my mother's camisole So you think only a woman Can truly love a man Well you buy me the dress I'll be more woman than a man Like you can stand I'll be your Venus On a chocolate clam shell Rising on a sea of marshmallow foam And if you got some sugar for me Sugar daddy bring it home It's our tradition to control Like Erich Honecker and Helmut Kohl From the Ukraine to the Rhone oh yeah Sweet home uber allies Lord I'm coming home home Come on sugar daddy bring me home ![]() |
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Wicked Little Town ("Hedwig"OS..
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Hedwig And The Angry Inch | Stephen Trask Words & Music by |
2015.11 1Â÷ |
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Wicked Little Town (..
You know the sun is in your eyes And hurricanes and rains Black and cloudy skies You're running up and down that hill You turn it on and off at will There's nothing here to thrill Or bring you down And if you've got no other choice You know you can follow my voice Through the dark turns and noise Of this wicked little town Oh lady luck has led you here And they're so twisted up They'll twist you up I fear The pious hateful and devout You're turning tricks 'til you're turned out The wind so cold it burns You're burning out and blowing round And if you've got no other choice You know you can follow my voice Through the dark turns and noise Of this wicked little town The fates are vicious and they're cruel You learn too late You've used two wishes like a fool And then you're someone you are not And Junction City ain't the spot Remember Mrs. Lot And when she turned around And if you've got no other choice You know you can follow my voice Through the dark turns and noise Of this wicked little town ![]() |



