Текст (слова) песни: mott the hoople - Through The Looking Glass
I`m feelin` ugly - I`m feelin low - mornin` mirror - you ain`t no rose And did I mean it - or did I lie - or did I dream it Oh! Christ I`m tired. Why then did ya have to grin, now the blood rolls down my chin Oh You know you painted so much blue, and I`m much younger than that too Oh mirror - what did I do to you? You`re my voyeur - see every line - chase them to destinations On through time And you`re my diary - yeah, the bitter truth - unexpurgated - a mis-spent youth, oh Do you have to paint teeth green, when they`re snowy, white and clean? Do you have to make eyes red, when they`re clear and fresh instead? Oh mirror, I wish you`d lose your head Sometimes I`m on a gig, and I`m feeling kinda good I run and look at you, just like a pop star would But you just glare at me with those dark accusing eyes That say "My make-up`s good...."I`d like to.... I`d like so much to...." Oh I`ll never look at you again - `cause I`m really not that vain Seven years bad luck ain`t that long - before I smash you, hear my song Oh mirror, I`m sorry you were wrong.
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