All Alone
Marc Bolan · Other Songs - Marc Bolan
With my chrome guitar
Even Michael Mouse
He has a house with someone there
You handsome bitch, you movie twitch
And seranade the dudes that move and
Smile so vile and masquerade, they masquerade
An adjacent kid with a Jamacian lid
And switch-blade knife, steals the
Truth from your golden tooth then he
Turns you in
So you hold hands tight on a marble night
And maybe dismissed, but know that
Zeus is never loose with his Grecian kiss
His Grecian kiss
Fiery skies in children eyes
Fade into youth bleeding blood and tears
On all the ears, that heard your gold
So you walk the dog and you stroll the fog
On a dome sky earth, and lie too hard
Is an English bard, you better hide your tracks
Better watch your mind
Do it to me baby, now
All Alone
All Alone stands as a poignant song in Marc Bolan's extensive discography, capturing the introspective side of the glam rock pioneer. While Bolan is often celebrated for his energetic, glittering anthems, this recording reveals a more vulnerable dimension to his songwriting. The track fits within a broader catalogue that ranges from the raw energy of his early singles to the sophisticated textures of his later albums. As a solo artist, Bolan frequently explored themes of isolation and romantic longing, making this song a fitting representation of his emotional range. The recording showcases his ability to blend poetic lyricism with a melodic sensibility that defined his unique contribution to rock music. It remains a significant piece for listeners interested in the quieter moments of his influential career.