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See the great white scar
Over Battery Park Then a flare glides over But I won't look at that scar Oh, my nuclear baby Oh, my idiot trance All my idiot questions Let's face the music and dance Don't ever say I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready I'll never say I'm better, I'm better, I'm better Don't ever say I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready I'll never said I'm better, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better than you All the corners of the buildings Who but we remember these? The sidewalks and trees I'm thinking now I got a better way I discovered a star I got a better way Ready, set, go I got a better way A new killer star I got a better way Ready, set, go I got a better way The stars in your eyes I got a better way Ready, set, go I got a better way I discovered a star I got a better way Ready, set, go See my life in a comic Like the way they did the Bible With the bubbles and action The little details in colour First a horseback bomber Just a small thin chance Like seeing Jesus on Dateline Let's face the music and dance Don't ever say I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready I'll never said I'm better, I'm better, I'm better Don't ever say I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready I'll never said I'm better, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better than you All the corners of the buildings Who but we remember these? The sidewalks and trees I'm thinking now I got a better way I discovered a star I got a better way Ready, set, go I got a better way A new killer star I got a better way Ready, set, go I got a better way The stars in your eyes I got a better way Ready, set, go I got a better way I discovered a star I got a better way Ready, set, go I got a better way I got a better way Ready, set, go I got a better way I got a better way Ready, set, go I got a better way Oooh oo I got a better way Ready, set, go |
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| 2. |
| 4:05 |
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Swinging on the back porch
Jumping off a big log Pablo's feeling better now Hanging by his finger nails Swinging on the back porch Jumping off a big log Pablo's feeling better now Hanging by his finger nails Well some people try to pick up girls They get called assholes This never happened to Pablo Picasso The girls would turn the colour of a juicy avocado When he would drive down their street in his El Dorado He could walk down your street Girls could not resist his stare So Pablo Picasso was never called an asshole Not like you Wow! Swinging on the back porch Jumping off a big log Pablo's feeling better now Hanging by his finger nails Swinging on the back porch Jumping off a big log Pablo's feeling better now Hanging by his finger nails He could walk down your street And girls could not resist his stare Pablo Picasso never got called an asshole Well the girls would turn the colour of a juicy avocado When he would drive down their street in his El Dorado Well he was only 5'3" But girls could not resist his stare Pablo Picasso never got called an asshole Not in New York Wow! Swinging on the back porch Jumping off a big log Pablo's feeling better now Hanging by his finger nails Swinging on the back porch Jumping off a big log Pablo's feeling better now Hanging by his picture nails |
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| 3. |
| 4:25 |
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Better take care
Think I better go, better get a room Better take care of me Again and again I think about this and I think about personal history Better take care I breathe so deep when the movie gets real When the star turns round Again and again He looks me in the eye says he's got his mind on a countdown 3-2-1 Forever I'm screaming that I'm gonna be living on till the end of time Forever The sky splits open to a dull red skull My head hangs low 'cause it's all over now And there's never gonna be enough money And there's never gonna be enough drugs And I'm never ever gonna get old There's never gonna be enough bullets There's never gonna be enough sex And I'm never ever gonna get old So I'm never ever gonna get high And I'm never ever gonna get low And I'm never ever gonna get old Better take care The moon flows on to the edges of the world because of you Again and again And I'm awake in an age of light living it because of you Better take care I'm looking at the future solid as a rock because of you Again and again Wanna be here and I wanna be there Living just like you, living just like me Forever Putting on my gloves and bury my bones in the marshland Forever Think about my soul but I don't need a thing just the ring of the bell in the pure clean air And I'm running down the street of life And I'm never gonna let you die And I'm never ever gonna get old And I'm never ever gonna get I'm never ever gonna get I'm never ever gonna get old And I'm never ever gonna get And I'm never ever gonna get Never ever gonna get old |
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| 4. |
| 4:12 |
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- Album: Reality
- Lyrics and music by David Bowie Streets turn from walls Empty smell metal Weeds between buildings Pictures on my hard drive But I'm the luckiest guy Not the loneliest guy Steam on the floor Shots by the mirror's frame Clouds green and old No Sign No nothing Now But I'm the luckiest guy Not the loneliest guy All the pages that have turned All the errors left unlearned, oh But I'm the luckiest guy Not the loneliest guy In the world Not me Not me |
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| 5. |
| 3:28 |
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Silver leaves are spinning round
Take my hand as we go down and down and down Looking for water But I lost God in a New York minute Don't know about you but my heart's not in it (Looking looking looking) I'm looking for water I'm looking for water (Looking looking looking) I can't breathe the air Can't raise the fight 'Cause all we've got left is a beat in the night And I'm Looking for water Looking for water Looking for water Looking looking Take my hand as we go down and down Leave it all behind nothing will be found I'm looking for water I'm looking for water Looking for water (Looking looking) I'm looking for water Looking everywhere Looking for water Looking here and there I'm looking for water I'm looking for water Looking for water (Looking looking) I can't live in this cage I can't eat this candy To the ends of the Earth To this pain in my head The look in your eyes That never means never The dawns early light Baby dumb is forever (Looking looking) (Looking looking) Looking for water (Looking looking) I'm looking for water Looking for water (Looking looking) I'm looking for water Looking for water (Looking looking) I'm looking for water Looking for water (Looking looking) I'm looking for water Looking for water (Looking looking) I'm looking for water Looking for water |
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| 6. |
| 4:34 |
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- Album: Reality
- Lyrics and music by David Bowie She waited by the moon She was sick with fear and cold She felt too old for all of this Of course he'll never show She lugged her suitcase to the bus Melted home, through the snow North-bound on river-side She slipped beneath the sheets Her husband's quiet devoted wife But strange, and sad, and nervous By the dawn's early light And love lies like a dead clown On a shabby yellow lawn Up on Riverside She'll drive the big car He'll sit behind She'll keep her mind on Jessica South along the Hudson She'll turn the radio high Find a station playing sad, sad, soul Just a little bit louder now (Just a little bit louder now) South along the Hudson (I'll bring you there) Just a little bit faster now (Just a little bit faster now) Just a little bit louder now (Just a little bit louder now) Just a little bit angry now (Just a little bit angry now) South along the Hudson (I'll bring you there) She'll drive the big car Tuck herself to sleep (I'll bring you there) Just a little bit louder now (Just a little bit louder now) Just a little bit angry now (I'll bring you there) Way back when millenium Meant racing to the light He promised her the dream life He took her back to street life Away from wild and water With his cormorants and leaves Up on Riverside Uh, she'll drive the big car He'll sit behind Bursting her bubbles of love and grand South along the Hudson She'll turn the radio way up high Find a station playing sad, sad soul Just a little bit louder now (Just a little bit louder now) South along the Hudson (I'll bring you there) Just a little bit faster now (Just a little bit faster now) Just a little bit louder now (Just a little bit louder now) Just a little bit angry now (Just a little bit angry now) South along the Hudson (I'll bring you there) Just a little bit faster now (Just a little bit faster now) Just a little bit louder now (Just a little bit louder now) Just a little bit angry now (Just a little bit angry now) South along the Hudson (I'll bring you there) She'll drive the big car He'll sit behind (I'll bring you there) She'll keep her mind on Jessica Just a little bit faster now (I'll bring you there) Just a little bit faster now (Just a little bit faster now) |
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| 3:19 |
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Hold me tight
Keep me cool Going mad Don't know what to do Do I need a friend? Well, I need one now All the days of my life All the days of my life All the days I owe you All I've done I've done for me All you gave You gave for free I gave nothing in return And there's little left of me All the days of my life All the days of my life All the days I owe you In red-eyed pain I'm knocking on your door again My crazy brain in tangles Pleading for your gentle voice Those storms keep pounding through my head and heart I pray you'll soothe my sorry soul All the days of my life All the days of my life All the days I owe you All the days of my life All the days of my life All the days I owe you All the days of my life All the days of my life All the days I owe you |
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| 4:02 |
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Hope little girl
Come blow me away I don't care much I win anyway Just a dog I'm God damn rich An exploding man When I talk in the night There's oil on my hands What a dog Fall dog is cruel and smart Smart time breaks the heart Fall dog bombs the moon Devil in a market place Devil in your bleeding face Fall dog bombs the moon What a dog There's always a moron Someone to hate A corporate tie A wig and a date Just a dog These blackest of years That have no sound No shape, no depth No underground What a dog Fall dog is cruel and smart Smart time breaks the heart Fall dog bombs the moon A devil in a market place A devil in your bleeding face Fall dog bombs the moon What a dog |
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| 9. |
| 4:24 |
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Way back in time
Someone said try some I tried some Now buy some, I bought some... Oh oh oh After a while When I had tried them, denied them I opened my eyes and I saw you... Not a thing did I have Not a thing did I see 'Till I called on your love And your love came to me Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh ohhh Through my life I've seen grey sky, met big fry Seen them die to get high... Ohhh And when it seemed that I would only be lonely I opened my eyes and I saw you Not a thing did I feel Not a thing did I know 'Till I called on your love And your love sure did grow Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh ohhh Won't you try some Baby won't you buy some Won't you try some Baby won't you buy some Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh ohhh |
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| 10. |
| 4:21 |
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Tragic youth was looking young and sexy
The tragic youth was wearing tattered black jeans Bearing arms and flaunting all her mischief The tragic youth was going down on me And I swear Woo hoo Yes I swear I built a wall of sound to separate us And hid among the junk of wretched highs I sped from Planet X to Planet Alpha Struggling for reality Ha ha ha ha Woo hoo Ha ha ha ha Whoo hoo Hey, now my sight is failing in this twilight Da da da da da da da da da Now my death is more than just a sad song Da da da da da da da da da And I swear Woo hoo Yes I swear Woo hoo I still don't remember how this happened I still don't get the wherefores and the whys I look for sense but I get next to nothing Hey boy welcome to reality Ha ha ha ha Woo hoo I've been right and I've been wrong Now I'm back where I started from Never looked over reality's shoulder Ha ha ha ha Huh ha ha ha Woo hoo Huh ha ha Wooh Woo hoo Wooh |
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| 7:45 |
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You promised me the ending would be clear
You'd let me know when the time was now Don't let me know when you're opening the door Stab me in the dark, let me disappear Memories that flutter like bats out of hell Stab you from the city spires Life wasn't worth the balance Or the crumpled paper it was written on Don't let me know we're invisible Don't let me know we're invisible Hot cash days that you trailed around Cold cold nights under chrome and glass Led me down river of perfumed limbs Sent me to the streets with the good time girls Don't let me know we're invisible Don't let me know we're invisible We could dance, dance, dance thru' the fire Dance, dance, dance thru' the fire Feed me no lies I don't know about you, I don't know about you Breathe through the years I don't know about you, I don't know about you Bring me the disco king I don't know about you, I don't know about you Dead or alive, bring me the disco king Bring me the disco king, bring me the disco king Bring me the disco king Spin-offs with those who slept like corpses Damp morning rays in the stiff bad clubs Killing time in the '70s Smelling of love through the moist winds Don't let me know when you're opening the door Close me in the dark, let me disappear Soon there'll be nothing left of me Nothing left to release Dance, dance, dance thru' the fire Dance, dance, dance thru' the fire Feed me no lies I don't know about you, I don't know about you Breathe through the years I don't know about you, I don't know about you Bring me the disco king I don't know about you, I don't know about you Dead or alive, bring me the disco king Bring me the disco king Bring me the disco king, bring me the disco king Bring me the disco king, bring me the disco king Bring me the disco king, bring me the disco king |
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| 1. |
| 4:10 |
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- Album: Reality
- Lyrics and music by David Bowie The televisions on and I'm walking throught the yard How's this life that sweet when I'm crying in the car Dying for the weekend The kids are alright but they don't smell much The sellup in the garage in the decks and the stuff Dying for the weekend The boys on a charge but his mother doesn't know I never got around yet I tell it my soul But we only make it crazy We'll I'll be fine, I'm only screaming in my head But I can fly, I close my eyes and I can fly The televisions on and I'm walking throught the yard How's this life that sweet when I'm crying in my car Dying for the weekend The kids are gonna get it in an all right way Looking pretty though but I still want to say (Do you really have to go?) Down in the backstreet the skinny get cries Bad judge saturday another life line Dying for the weekend We'll I'll be fine, I'm only screaming in my head But I can fly, I close my eyes and I can fly When I can fly and fall to all the end and I can fly I'll be fine, I'm only screaming in my head I can fly, I close my eyes and I can fly |
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| 2:53 |
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Queen of
Queen of all the tarts Queen of Queen of all the tarts Queen of Queen of all the tarts Queen of Queen of all the tarts Queen of Queen of Queen of Queen of |
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| 3. |
| 3:09 |
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Doo doo doo doo-doo doo doo-doo
Doo doo doo doo-doo doo doo-doo Doo doo doo doo-doo doo doo-doo You've got your mother in a whirl She's not sure if you're a boy or a girl Hey babe, your hair's alright Hey babe, let's go out tonight You like me and I like it all We like dancing and we look divine You love bands when they're playing hard You want more and you want it fast They put you down, they say I'm wrong You tacky thing, you put them on Rebel rebel, you've torn your dress Rebel rebel, your face is a mess Rebel rebel, how could they know? Hot tramp, I love you so ''Don't ya?'' Doo doo doo doo-doo doo doo-doo You've got your mother in a whirl 'cause she's Not sure if you're a boy or a girl Hey babe, your hair's alright Hey babe, let's stay out tonight You like me and I like it all We like dancing and we look divine You love bands when they're playing hard You want more and you want it fast They put you down, they say I'm wrong You tacky thing, you put them on Rebel rebel, you've torn your dress Rebel rebel, your face is a mess Rebel rebel, how could they know? Hot tramp, I love you so ''Don't ya?'' Uh! Doo doo doo doo-doo doo doo-doo Doo doo doo doo-doo doo doo-doo Rebel rebel, you've torn your dress Rebel rebel, your face is a mess Rebel rebel, how could they know? Hot tramp, I love you so Don't ya? You've torn your dress, your face is a mess You can't get enough, but enough ain't the test You've got your transmission and your live wire You got your cue line and a handful of ludes You wanna be there when they count up the dues And I love your dress You're a juvenile success Because your face is a mess So how could they know? I said, how could they know? So what you wanna know? Calamity's child, chi-chile, chi-chile Where'd you wanna go? What can I do for you? Looks like you've been there too 'Cause you've torn your dress And your face is a mess Ooh, your face is a mess Ooh, ooh, so how could they know? Eh, eh, how could they know? Eh, eh |
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