T. Rex - Over The Flats

I was dragged here from my old place Turned from my old gang given a new face My old man loved it he had his garden He had his papadoms but my reputation's gone Flats, over the flats over the flats over the flats I miss my friend called Pete he always looked so neat He had those dancin' feet how will we ever meet The chicks I used to know will never see me grow Will never grasp my hand when I'm a fighting man Here no-one knows my name people all look the same I walk unnoticed steps they don't know my rep Well I was born to move with fire in my shoes I'm an unnoticed boy just you just toy