
I'LL NEVER MAKE THE
HEADLINES OF THE EVENING NEWS
THERE WON'T BE RAGS TO RICHES
STORY FOR ME
60's-70's (Classic Rock) / Late 70's -80's (Metal/Hard Rock)/ 50's -60's (Oldies)
IT'S LIKE I'M SAILING ON THE OCEAN
EVERY TIME I SEE YOUR EYES
YOU COULD BE THE WIND
THAT KEEPS ME FLOATING
WELL,
THE TALK ON THE STREET
SAYS YOU MIGHT GO SOLO,
GOOD FRIEND OF MINE
SAW YOU LEAVIN'
BY YOUR BACK DOOR
I WISH I WAS A GIRL OF 16
BE THE QUEEN OF THE MAGAZINE
I'D DRIVE AROUND IN A GREAT BIG CAR
I'D SEE THE WORLD AS A
GREAT BIG DREAM
AND ALL NIGHT LONG,
YOU COULD HEAR ME SCREAM
(HEAR ME SCREAM)
FAR BETWEEN SUNDOWN'S FINISH
AND MIDNIGHT'S BROKEN TOLL
WE DUCKED INSIDE A DOORWAY
AS THUNDER WENT CRASHING
DRESSED IN LOVE,
SHE LIVES FOR LIFE TO BE
GREEN-EYED LADY
FEELS LIFE I NEVER SEE
SETTING SUNS
AND LONELY LOVERS FREE
I DEFY YOU TO BE
HER BREATHLESS MOMENT'S PLEA
TO BATHE BENEATH
THE ARROW ON HER KNEE
COME JOIN IN THE KILL
Michael Geoffrey Ralphs
(March,31st 1944 – June,23rd 2025)
R.I.P.
was an
English guitarist,
vocalist and songwriter,
who was a
founding member
of rock bands
Mott the Hoople
and
Bad Company.