All Alone
T-Rex · Very Best [2000]
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 the discography of T-Rex, the glam rock powerhouse fronted by Marc Bolan. While the band is often celebrated for high-energy anthems like Hot Love and Telegram Sam, this track offers a more introspective glimpse into their sonic range. Released during a period where Bolan was refining the group's signature blend of heavy riffs and melodic sensibility, the recording captures the emotional depth that underpinned their commercial success. The song reflects the artist's ability to balance swagger with vulnerability, a hallmark of their most celebrated work. As part of a broader catalogue that includes Electric Boogie and other definitive albums, All Alone remains a testament to the enduring influence of T-Rex on the rock genre, showcasing a moment of quiet reflection amidst a career defined by electric energy and cultural impact.