Born to Boogie (A Tribute To Marc Bolan)

What you got?

Born to boogie

He stood five-foot-four

But was a giant of his generation

Just an Eastern kid

Who became a rock 'n' roll sensation

A dandy of a superstar

Who led a sexual revolution

Now, when he played guitar

He was a rock god, baby-face assassin

He wore a black straw hat and a jacket made of cherry red satin

He was a hero of mine

That's why I wrote a song about him

"Bang a Gong," "Get It On," "I Love to Boogie"

"Telegram Sam," "Twentieth-Century Boy"

"Ride a White Swan" and "Children of the Revolution," revolution

Now when the lights go down and all the crowd is swaying

Then he starts up "Jeepster," all the girls are screaming

Wow, they're screaming all right

If you ever saw this guy, then you'll know just what I'm singing

Oh, Lord

Now when I die

I'll be rocking up in Heaven beside him (Heaven beside him)

We'll play a 12-part blues

See if all God's children got the rhythm (Got the rhythm)

The little maestro was a genius

That's why I wanna sing about him (Sing about him)

"Bang a Gong," "Get It On," "I Love to Boogie"

"Telegram Sam," "Twentieth-Century Boy"

"Ride a White Swan" and "Children of the-, of the Revolution," people

"Bang a Gong," "Get It On," "I Love to Boogie"

"Telegram Sam," "Twentieth-Century Boy"

"Ride a White Swan" and "Children of the Revolution"

He love to boogie

I love to boogie

Oh my, he could boogie-woogie-woogie

What a man, what a guy, what a star

Marc, genius