David Bowie Lyrics (N-S)
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Nathan Adler - Segue 1
(Lyrics: David Bowie. Music: Bowie/Gabrels/Garson/Kizilcay/Campbell)
Old Touchshriek was the main nameserver
Suspected of being a shoulder surfer
But he didn't know from shit
About challenge response systems
Now Ramona A. Stone we know was selling interest drugs
She got males all hung up on her mind filters
She was, if you don't mine me saying so, an update demon
Now Leon
He couldn't wait for 12 o'clock midnight
He jumps up on the stage
With a criss criss machete
And slashes around cutting a zero on everything
I mean a zero in the fabric of time itself
Was this a suspect?
I says to myself
"Woa! Quelle courage!"
Oh wait, I'm getting ahead of myself
Let me take you back to when it all began
Nathan Adler - Segue 2
(Lyrics: David Bowie. Music: Bowie/Gabrels/Garson/Kizilcay/Campbell)
Ramona is so cold
When she broke it off with Leon
She said "The ring is enough, I don't wanna see this face again"
Ramona was so cold
Ramona was so cold
Nature Boy (Version 1)
(eden ahbez)
(Spoken: Ewan McGregor): (This story is about... love. The woman I lo.. loved... is dead).
There was a boy
A very strange enchanted boy
They say he wandered very far, very far
Over land and sea
A little shy and sad of eye
But very wise was he
And then one day
One magic day he passed my way
While we spoke of many things
Fools and kings
This he said to me:
"The greatest thing you'll ever learn
Is just to love and be loved in return"
Nature Boy (Version 2)
(Lyrics: eden ahbez. Music: Massive Attack)
There was a boy
A very strange enchanted boy
They say he wandered very far, very far
Over land and sea
A little shy and sad of eye
But very wise was he
And then one day
One magic day he passed my way
And while we spoke of many things
Fools and kings
This he said to me:
"The greatest thing you'll ever learn
Is just to love and be loved in return"
Needles On The Beach
(David Bowie/Reeves Gabrels/Tony Sales/Hunt Sales)
(Instrumental)
Neighbourhood Threat
(Lyrics: Iggy Pop. Music: David Bowie/Ricky Gardiner)
Down where your paint is cracking
Look down your backstairs buddy
Somebody's living there and
He don't really feel the weather
And he don't share your pleasures
No he don't share your pleasures
Look at his eyes
Did you see his crazy eyes
You're so surprised he don't run to catch your ash
Everybody always wants to kiss your trash
You can't help him
Nobody can
Now that he knows
There's nothing to get
Will you still place your bet
On the neighborhood threat
Somewhere a baby's bleeding
Somewhere a mother's needing
Outside a boy is lying
But mostly he is crying
And he just shouts in anger
You'll find him interesting
Look at his eyes
Did you see his crazy eyes
You're so surprised he doesn't build for you
Everybody always wants to run with you
Neuköln
(David Bowie/Brian Eno)
(Instrumental)
(Recorded during the "Heroes" sessions at Hansa Studios, Berlin, Germany in 1978).
Never Let Me Down
(David Bowie/Carlos Alomar)
When I believed in nothing
I called her name
Trapped in a high-dollar joint in some place
I called her name
And though my days are slipping by
And nights so cruel I thought I'd die
She danced her little dance 'till it made me cry
She was shakin' like this honey doing that
When I needed soul revival
I called your name
When I was falling to pieces
I screamed in pain
Your soothing hand that turned me round
A love so real swept over me
You danced your little dance 'till it made me cry
You were shakin' like this honey doing that
Never let me down
She never let me down
Never let me down
She never let me down
When all your faith is failing
Call my name
When you've nothing coming
Call my name
I'll be strong for all it takes
I'll cover your head till the bad stuff breaks
I'll dance my little dance till it makes you smile
Shaking like this honey doing that
Never let you down
I'll never let you down
I'll never let you down
I'll never let you down
New Angels Of Promise
(David Bowie/Reeves Gabrels)
VERSE 1
New angels of promise
We despair
We are the dead dreams
We take the blame
Take us to the edge of time
Take us to the edge of time
We are the fabulous lovers
I am a blind man
She is my eyes
CHORUS (x2)
Suspicious minds
You didn't feel us coming in this lonely crowd
It's always time
VERSE 2
New angels of promise
We despise
Don't fall apart now
We are the silent ones
Take us to the edge of time
Take us to the edge of time
We are the tabular lovers
We listen to the storm
CHORUS (x2)
VERSE 1
CHORUS (x2)
It's always time (repeat)
New York's In Love
(David Bowie)
Do you see that thing?
I'm sure it's love
Would you do one thing
New York's in love
The city grew wings in the back of the night
The clouds are stuck like candy-floss
She sees the rich trash having all the fun
Makes her wonder where they get the energy from
There's nothing you can do to her
This city's all clean and waiting
I don't mean to wait too long
But this joint can't get much higher
CHORUS
New York's in love
With her big green eyes
And her long blonde hair
New York's in flames
New York's in love
With the way she talks
And the way she walks
New York's in love
Goo Goo Goo Goo Goo Goo
My, oh my, it's a tom-tom beat
No-one knows they've had their day
We can dance and we can see the singles swing
Everybody's waiting for the Go-Go Boys.
You're turned to stone by the family
It's now the dead speak to the living
Nothing left here but a raging blaze
I don't mean to wait too long
CHORUS
New York's in love
With her big green eyes
And her long blonde hair
New York's in flames
New York's in love
With the way she talks
And the way she walks
New York's in love
Goo Goo Goo Goo Goo Goo
Night Clubbing
(Iggy Pop/David Bowie)
Nightclubbing we're nightclubbing
We're what's happening
Nightclubbing we're nightclubbing
We're an ice machine
We see people brand new people
They're something to see
When we're nightclubbing
Bright-white clubbing
Oh isn't it wild?
Nightclubbing we're nightclubbing
We're walking through town
Nightclubbing we're nightclubbing
We walk like a ghost
We learn dances brand new dances
Like the nuclear bomb
When we're nightclubbing
Bright white clubbing
Oh isn't it wild...
Nite Flights
(Scott Engels)
There's no hold
The moving has come through
The danger passing you
Turns its face into the heat and runs the tunnels
It's so cold
The dark dug up by dogs
The stitches torn and broke
The raw meat fist you choke
Has hit the bloodlite
Glass traps open and close on nite flights
Broken necks feather weights press the walls
Be my love, we will be gods on nite flights
With only one promise, only one way to fall
Glass traps open and close on nite flights
Broken necks feather weights press the walls
Be my love, we will be Gods on nite flights
With only one promise, only one way to call
On nite flights
Only one way to fall
Night Train
(???)
(No lyrics)
(Performed live by Davy Jones and The Manish Boys).
No Control
(Lyrics: David Bowie. Music: David Bowie/Brian Eno)
Stay away from the future
Back away from the light
It's all deranged
No control
Sit tight in your corner
Don't tell God your plans
It's all deranged
No control
If I could control tomorrow's haze
The darkened shore would not bother me
If I can't control the web we weave
My life will be lost in fallen leaves
Every single move's uncertain
Don't tell God your plans
It's all deranged
No control
I shall live my life on bended knee
If I can't control my destiny
You've gotta have a scheme
You've gotta have a plan
In the world of today, for tomorrow's man
No control
Stay away from the future
Don't tell God your plans
It's all deranged
No control
Forbidden worlds, deafen me
In memory
No control
See how far a sinful man
Burn his tracks, his bloody robes
You've gotta have a scheme
You've gotta have a plan
In the world of today, for tomorrow's man
I shall live my lies on bended knee
If I can't control my destiny
No control
I can't believe I've no control
It's all deranged
I can't believe I've no control
It's all deranged
Deranged
Deranged
No One Calls
(Lyrics: David Bowie. Music: David Bowie/Reeves Gabrels)
Nobody calls
Fall into pieces
Don't be afraid
Life isn't easy
Sunshine to rain
Counting the windows
But nobody calls
Nobody calls
Sunshine to rain
Smile for the camera
But nobody phones
Nobody phones
Anyone
At all
Not at all (x3)
Nobody phones
Anyone
At all (x4)
Not at all (x2 )
Noon Lunchtime
(David Bowie)
(No lyrics)
(Recorded during the Ernie Johnson sessions, February 1968).
Nothing To Be Desired
(Lyrics: David Bowie. Music: David Bowie/Brian Eno)
(murmuring in background throughout)
Nothing to be desired
It leaves nothing to be desired
Nothing
There's nothing to be desired
Nothing to be desired
Nothing to be desired any more
Mind changing
Mind changing
Mind changing
Change your
Mind changing
Mind changing
Change your mind changing
Mind changing
Stand by
Mind changing
Mind changing
Stand by
Mind changing
Mind changing
And there's nothing to be desired
Nothing to be desired
Nothing
Certainly not ?
Nothing to be desired
Nothing
Nothing to be desired
It's not mind changing
Mind changing
Change your mind changing
Mind changing
Change your mind changing
Mind changing
Change your mind changing
Mind changing
Change your mind changing
Mind change
Change your mind change
Now
(David Bowie/Kevin Armstrong/Reeves Gabrels)
Now
Tomorrow
Yesterday
Tomorrow
Talking about now
I want (???) your love
Aaha
I need your love
Talking about now
Tomorrow
Yesterday
Tomorrow
Talking about now
?You walk thru' the kings (???)?
You got to listen to (???)
Create me again and again
It screams
It screams
It screams
I (call?) to the outskirts of town
I call to the (cloaked?) sound
I clutter a falling star
I scream
I scream
I scream
Now
Tomorrow
Yesterday
Tomorrow
I talk about now
O Superman
(Laurie Anderson)
O Superman. O judge. O Mom and Dad. Mom and Dad
O Superman. O judge. O Mom and Dad. Mom and Dad
Hi. I'm not home right now
But if you want to leave a message
Just start talking at the sound of the tone
Hello? This is your Mother
Are you there? Are you coming home?
Hello? Is anybody home?
Well, you don't know me, but I know you.
And I've got a message to give to you.
Here come the planes.
So you better get ready.
Ready to go.
You can come as you are, but pay as you go
Pay as you go
And I said:
OK. Who is this really?
And the voice said:
This is the hand, the hand that takes
This is the hand, the hand that takes
This is the hand, the hand that takes
Here come the planes
They're American planes
Made in America
Smoking or non-smoking?
And the voice said:
Neither snow nor rain nor gloom of night shall
stay these couriers from the swift completion
of their appointed rounds
'Cos when love is gone, there's always justice
And when justice is gone, there's always force
And when force is gone, there's always Mom
Hi Mom!
So hold me, Mom, in your long arms
So hold me, Mom, in your long arms
In your automatic arms
Your electronic arms
In your arms
So hold me, Mom, in your long arms
Your petrochemical arms
Your military arms
In your electronic arms
(Performed live during the Earthling World Tour 1997. Lead vocals by Gail Ann Dorsey).
Oh! Darling
(David Bowie)
(See Don't Be Afraid)
Oh! You Pretty Things
(David Bowie)
Wake up you sleepy head
Put on some clothes, shake up your bed
Put another log on the fire for me
I've made some breakfast and coffee
Look out my window what do I see?
Crack in the sky and a hand reaching down to me
All the nightmares came today
And it looks as though they're here to stay
What are we coming to?
No room for me, no fun for you
I think about a world to come
Where the books were found by the Golden Ones
Written in pain, written in awe
By a puzzle(d) man who questioned
What we were here for
All the strangers came today
And it looks as though they're here to stay
Oh! You pretty things
Don't you know you're driving your
Mama's and Papa's insane
Oh! You pretty things
Don't you know you're driving your
Mama's and Papa's insane
Let me make it plain
You gotta make way for the Homo Superior
Look out at your children
See their faces in golden rays
Don't kid yourself they belong to you
They're the start of the coming race
The Earth is a bitch
We've finished our news
Homo Sapiens have outgrown their use
All the strangers came today
And it looks as though they're here to stay
Oh! You pretty things
Don't you know you're driving your
Mama's and Papa's insane
Oh! You pretty things
Don't you know you're driving your
Mama's and Papa's insane
Let me make it plain
Gotta make way for the Homo Superior
On Broadway
(Mann/Weil/Jerry Leiber/Mike Stoller)
(No lyrics)
(Performed live during Aladdin Sane on the Diamond Dogs Tour 1974).
One Hundred Years From Today
(???)
(No lyrics)
One More Heartache
(Smokey Robinson/Ronnie White/Pete Moore/Bobby Rogers/Marv Tarplin)
One more heartache, I can't take it
My heart is carryin' such a heavy load
One more ache would break it
Just like the camel with the heavy back
One last straw was added, they say it broke the camel's back
Ah (ah) ah (ah)
I can't take it, I can't stand it
One more heartache, it would turn me right around
First you build my hopes up high and then you let me down
Like the house you built from toothpicks stacked upon the kitchen table
One last toothpick tore it down; the foundation was not able
Ah (ah) ah (ah)
I can't take it, I can't stand it
No no no baby
Oh baby, one more heartache would be too much load
I'm fed up with the heartaches; one more and I will explode
Like the toy balloon that's filled with as much air as it can take
One more puff of air and that balloon has got to burst
Ah (ah) ah (ah)
I can't take it, I can't stand it
No, honey, not another
(fade out)
(Performed live by David Bowie and The Buzz).
One Shot
(David Bowie/Reeves Gabrels/Tony Sales/Hunt Sales)
Ooo-oo-oo-oh, oo-oo-oo-oh
Ooo-oo-oo-oh, oo-oo-ooo
The last days were the meanest
Leanest days of our lives
You threw me the pieces
I started the fire
One thing led to a dead end
One shot put her away, hey-hey
Look out on a green world
Windows and wives
No bedroom to run to
No miracle jive - no conversation
Then nothing meant nothing
Ten dollars tore us apart
One thing led to a dead end
One shot put her away
One day nothing meant nothing
Ten dollars tore us apart
One thing led to a dead end
One shot put her away
The last days were the meanest
Leanest days of our lives
One thing led to a dead end
One shot further away
Looked out on a green world
Windows and wives
No bedroom to run to
No miracle jive - no conversation
Hot love is the dearest
No money can buy
She burnt like a spitfire
One shot put her away
One shot put her away, heh-heh
One shot put her away, uh-huh-huh, uh-huh-huh
Oo-oo-oo-oh, uh-huh-huh, uh-huh-huh
Oo-oo-oo-oh, uh-huh-huh, uh-huh-huh
Oo-oo-oo-oh, uh-huh-huh, uh-huh-huh
Oo-oo-oo-oh, uh-huh-huh, uh-huh-huh
Oo-oo-oo-oh, uh-huh-huh
One shot put her away
Only One Paper Left
(David Bowie)
(No lyrics)
(Recorded during the Ziggy Stardust sessions 1972).
Opening Titles Including Underground
(Lyrics: David Bowie. Music David Bowie/Trevor Jones)
It's only forever
Not long at all
The lost and lonely
No one can blame you
For walking away
Too much rejection, nah nah
No love injection, nah nah
Life can be easy
It's not always swell
Don't tell me truth hurts, little girl
'Cos it hurts like hell (echo hurts like hell)
But down in the underground
You'll find someone true
Down in the underground
A land serene
A crystal moon, ah, ah
It's only forever
It's not long at all
Lost and lonely
That's underground
Underground
Outside
(Lyrics: David Bowie. Music: David Bowie/Kevin Armstrong)
(Spoken): 25th, 7, 8th
Now
Not tomorrow
Yesterday
Not tomorrow
It happens today
The damage today
They fall on today
They beat on the outside
And I'll stand by you, now
Not tomorrow
It's happening now
Not tomorrow
It's happening now
The crazed in the hot-zone
The mental and diva's hands
The fisting of life
To the music outside
To the music outside
It happens outside
The music is outside
It's happening outside
The music is outside
It's happening, now
Not tomorrow
Yesterday
Not tomorrow
The music is outside
It's happening outside
The music is outside
The music is outside
Outside
Outside
Outside
Outside
Outside
Over The Wall We Go - (version 1)
(David Bowie)
Over the wall we go
All coppers are 'nanas
Over the wall we go
Leave 'em a note saying "Wish you was here"
I know the best ways to break out of here
I helped a young laddie called Ivan
Over the wall last night
Then he climbed back and he grabbed me tight
He uttered some words that I can't say to you
'Cos he remembered that he was a screw
Over the wall we go
All coppers are 'nanas
Over the wall we go
Leave 'em a note wishing "Happy New Year"
My name is Henry, some say I'm thick
I've spent half me life in and out of nick
Me mum sends me presents to keep me in style
Soggy old cakes and hundreds of files
God sussed all them files, I'm a clever young man
Now I'm just stupid with manicured hands
Over the wall we go
All coppers are 'nanas
Over the wall we go
Nobody's left and the screws are in tears
(spoken):
"Double 3, 427" "Here sir"
"Double 3, 428" "Here sir"
"Double 3, 429, Double 3, 429, where is he?"
"He went out for a cup of tea at the local football match sir"
"Oh... well he might have invited me"
Over the wall we go
All coppers are 'nanas
Over the wall we go
Nobody's left and the screws are in tears
We tried digging tunnels but gave up the ghost
Just past the Kensington Yards at the most
Our limbs was aching, we felt pretty pooped
Our clothes they was tatty, our hallows did droop
We crawled back to safety, our hearts filled with gloom
'Cos we'd dug ourselves through to the smallest room
Over the wall we go
All coppers are 'nanas
Over the wall we go
Leave 'em a note wishing "Happy New Year"
spoken
(knock knock knock)
"Hello, who is it?"
"Double 3, 429, guv"
"Oh, hang on a minute...
Hello sonny Jim
Been wondering where you were
Did you have a nice Christmas?"
Over The Wall We Go - (version 2)
(David Bowie)
Over the wall we go
All coppers are 'nanas
Over the wall we go
Leave 'em a note saying "Happy New Year"
I know all the best ways to break out of here
I helped a young laddie called Ivan
I bundled him over the wall last night
Then he climbed back and he grabbed me tight
He uttered some words that I can't say to you
'Cos he remembered that he was a screw
Over the wall we go
All coppers are 'nanas
Over the wall we go
Leave 'em a note saying "Happy New Year"
My name is Henry though some say I'm thick
I've spent half me life in and out of the nick
My mum sends me presents to keep me in style
Soggy old cakes and hundreds of files
Now I sussed all them files I'm a clever young man
Now I look stupid with manicured hands
Over the wall we go
All coppers are 'nanas
Over the wall we go
Leave 'em a note saying "Happy New Year"
(spoken):
"Double 3, 421" "Here"
"Double 3, 422" "Gruesome"
"Double 3, 423" "I'm here"
"Double 3, 424" "Hello"
"Double 3, 425" "Hi"
"Double 3, 426, Double 3, 426, where is he?"
"Here, keep it up the ledge another course and we're out"
Over the wall we go
All coppers are 'nanas
Over the wall we go
Leave 'em a note saying "Happy New Year"
My name is Reggie the scandalous mind
I got seven years so I gossip my time
I gave all the tickbits and pieces of newt
I'm a privileged corpse and my uniform is blue
The new lads would ask me if I am a screw
I'll tell them oh cheeky not even for you
Over the wall we go
All coppers are 'nanas
Over the wall we go
Leave 'em a note saying "Happy New Year"
Over the wall we go
All coppers are 'nanas
Over the wall we go
Leave 'em a note saying "Happy New Year"
Over the wall we go
All coppers are 'nanas
Over the wall we go
Leave 'em a note saying "Happy New Year"
Pallas Athena
(David Bowie)
God is on top of it all
And that's all it is
Athena, Athena, Athena, Athena
Pancho
(Lyrics: David Bowie. Music: Willy Albimoor/Andree Cylene Giroud)
Pancho, the world is afraid of
Pancho, and no one speaks to
Pancho, rides his motorbike
Pancho, never shirking
Pancho, always fighting
Pancho, speeding down the highways and the byways
With the police on his tail
No one understands him
But for one girl and that's me
Pancho, I call you chou chou
Pancho, 'cos when he's with me
Pancho is a loving Pancho guy
Pancho, when you kiss me
Pancho, what can this mean
Pancho, is this really you?
Pancho x 3
Eyes cold and determined
Like a knife flash in the dark
Pancho, my wicked Pancho
My darling Pancho, you stole my heart
Pancho, which disguises
Pancho, the loving kiss or
Pancho is it in those eyes?
Pancho, the world is afraid of
Pancho and no one talked to
Pancho, a face lit from inside
Pancho x 3
Panic In Detroit
(David Bowie)
Ow!
(Bah oooooo, oooooo)
He looked a lot like Che Guevara, drove a diesel van
Kept his gun in quiet seclusion, such a humble man
The only survivor of The National People's Gang
Panic in Detroit, asked for an autograph
He wanted to stay home, I wish someone would phone
Panic in Detroit
He laughed at accidental sirens that broke the evening gloom
The police had warned of repercussions
They followed none too soon
A trickle of strangers were all that were left alive
Panic in Detroit, I asked for an autograph
He wanted me to stay home, I wish someone would phone
Panic in Detroit
Putting on some clothes I made my way to school
And I found my teacher crouching in his overall
I screamed and ran to smash my favourite slot machine
And jumped the silent cars that slept the traffic lights
Having scored a trillion dollars, made a run back home
Found him slumped across the table, a gun and me alone
I ran to the window, looked for a plane or two
Panic in Detroit. He'd left me an autograph
"Let me collect dust" I wish someone would phone
Panic in Detroit (x3)
Ow!
Panic In Detroit - (re-recorded version)
(David Bowie)
He looked a lot like Che Guevara, drove a diesel van
He kept his gun in quiet seclusion, such a humble man
The only survivor of the National People's Gang
Panic in Detroit, I asked for an autograph
He wanted to stay home, I wish someone would phone
Panic in Detroit
He laughed at accidental sirens that broke the evening gloom
The police had warned of repercussions
They followed none too soon
A trickle of strangers were all that were left alive
Panic in Detroit, I asked for an autograph
He wanted to stay home, I wish someone would phone
Panic in Detroit
Putting on some clothes I made my way to school
Found my teacher crouching in his overalls
I screamed and ran to smash my favourite slot machine
And I jumped the silent cars that slept at traffic lights
(Spoken):
"That is correct
Now spell Detroit
You are incorrect
Panic is spelt P-A-N-I-C
P-A-N-I-C
I-C"
Having scored a trillion dollars, I made the run back home
Found him slumped across the table, a gun and me alone
I ran to the window and looked for a plane or two
Panic in Detroit. He'd left me an autograph
"Let me collect dust." I wish someone would phone
Panic in Detroit
Panic in Detroit
Panic in
Ooo-ooo-ooo (repeat and fade)
Peace On Earth/Little Drummer Boy
(Kohan/Grossman - Simeone/Onorati/Davis)
DB: Hello... you're the new butler?
BC: Hahaha! Well, it's been a long time since I've been the new anything!
DB: What's happened to Hudson?
BC: I guess he's changing.
DB: Yeah, he does that a lot, doesn't he? Uhm... Oh, I'm David Bowie, I live down the road.
BC: Oh!
DB: Sir Percival let's me use his piano if he not around. He's not around, is he?
BC: I can honestly say I haven't seen him, but come on in! Come in!
DB: But uh...
BC: Come on in!
DB: Are you related to sir Percival?
BC: Well, distantly...
DB: Oh, you're not the poor relation from America, right?
BC: Ha! Gee... news sure travels fast, doesn't it? I'm Bing.
DB: Oh, I'm pleased to meet you. You're the one that sings, right?
BC: Well, right or wrong, I sing either way.
DB: Oh well, I sing too.
BC: Oh good! What kind of singing?
DB: Mostly the contemporary stuff. Do you eh... do you like modern music?
BC: Oh, I think it's marvellous! Some of it's really fine. But tell me, have you ever listened to any of the older fellows?
DB: Oh yeah, sure. I like ah... John Lennon and the other one with eh...Harry Nilsson.
BC: Mmm... you go back that far, uh?
DB: Yeah, I'm not as young as I look.
BC: Haha, none of us is these days!
DB: In fact I've got a six year old son. And he really gets excited around the Christmas holiday-thing.
BC: Do you go in for anything of the traditional things in the... boy, household, Christmas time?
DB: Oh yeah, most of them really. Presents, tree, decorations, agents sliding down the chimney...
BC: What??
DB: Oh, I was just seeing if you were paying attention.
BC: Haha!
DB: Actually, our family do most of the things that other families do. We sing the same songs.
BC: Do you?
DB: Oh, I even have a go at 'White Christmas'.
BC: You do, eh!
DB: And this one. This is my son's favourite. Do you know this one?
BC: Oh, I do indeed, it's a lovely theme.
And they told me pa-ram-pam-pam-pam
A new-born king to see pa-ram-pam-pam-pam
Our finest gifts we bring pa-ram-pam-pam-pam
Ra-pam-pam-pam, ra-pam-pam-pam
Peace on Earth, can it be
Years from now, perhaps we'll see
See the day of glory
See the day, when men of good will
Live in peace, live in peace again
Peace on Earth, can it be
Years from now, perhaps we'll see
See the day of glory
See the day, when men of good will
Live in peace, live in peace again
Peace on Earth, can it be
Every child must be made aware
Every child must be made to care
Care enough for his fellow man
To give all the love that he can
I pray my wish will come true
For my child and your child too
He'll see the day of glory
See the day when men of good will
Live in peace, live in peace again
Peace on Earth, can it be
Can it be
BC: It's a pretty theme, isn't it?
People Are Turning To Gold
(David Bowie)
(See Ashes To Ashes)
People From Bad Homes
(David Bowie)
People from bad homes
Don't have time
To look things over
Make up their minds
People from good homes
Don't have the minds
To care for bad homes
Don't have the time
Home is the mainline
Can't take the blame
'Cos people have notions
To play out this game
Just stand on your own line
Stand high above
'Cos people have caution
And trouble to love
Me, I've got no home
Just main street and wine
No one to hustle
No one to jive
Me and my prospects
Just having a ball
Having the best time
Or nothing at all
Home is the mainline
Can't take the blame
'Cos people have notions
To play out this game
Just stand on your own line
Stand high above
'Cos people have caution
And trouble to love
Home is the mainline
Can't take the blame
'Cos people have notions
To play out this game
Just stand on your own line
Stand high above
'Cos people have caution
And trouble to love
Oh yeah
(Recorded during the Ava Cherry and The Astronettes sessions at the Olympic Studios, Barnes, Surrey in November 1974).
People Got The Power
(Patti Smith)
(No lyrics)
(Performed live at the Tibet US Benefit Concert, Carnegie Hall, New York City, USA on 26th February 2001. Encore with Patti Smith and bands).
Perfect Day
(Lou Reed)
Just a perfect day
Drink Sangria in the park
And then later
When it gets dark
We go home
Just a perfect day
Feed animals in the zoo
Then later, a movie, too
And then home
CHORUS
Oh it's such a perfect day
I'm glad I spent it with you
Oh! such a perfect day
You just keep me hanging on
You just keep me hanging on
Just a perfect day
Problems all left alone
Weekenders on our own
It's such fun
Just a perfect day
You made me forget myself
I thought I was someone else
Someone good
CHORUS
You're going to reap just what you sow (x4)
Oh! What a perfect day
Peter And The Wolf
(Prokoviev/David Bowie)
This is the story of Peter and the Wolf.
Each character in the tale is going to be represented by a different instrument of the orchestra. For instance, the bird will be played by the flute. (Like this.) Here's the duck, played by the oboe. The cat by the clarinet. The bassoon will represent grandfather. The wolf by the French horns. And Peter by the strings. The blast of the hunters' shotguns played by the kettle drums.
Are you sitting comfortably? Then I shall begin.
Early one morning, Peter opened the gate and went out into the big green meadow.
On a branch of a big tree sat a little bird, Peter's friend. "All is quiet, All is quiet" chirped the bird gaily. Yes all is quiet.
Just then a duck came waddling round. She was glad that Peter hadn't closed the gate and decided to take a nice swim in the deep pond in the meadow.
Seeing the duck, the little bird flew down upon on the grass, settled next to her and shrugged his shoulders. "What kind of bird are you if you can't fly?" said he. To this the duck replied "What kind of bird are you if you can't swim?" and dived into the pond.
They argued and argued, the duck swimming in the pond and the little bird hopping along the shore.
Suddenly, something caught Peter's attention. It was a cat crawling through the grass.
The cat thought; "The bird is busy arguing, I'll just grab him. Stealthily she crept towards him on his velvet paws.
"Look out!" shouted Peter and the bird immediately flew up into the tree, while the duck quacked at the cat, from the middle of the pond. The cat walked around the tree and thought, "Is it worth climbing up so high? By the time I get there the bird will have flown away."
Just then grandfather came out. He was angry because Peter had gone in the meadow. "It is the dangerous place. If a wolf should come out of the forest, then what would you do?"
But Peter paid no attention to his grandfather's words. Boys like Peter aren't afraid of wolves.
But grandfather took Peter by the hand, locked the gate and led him home.
No sooner had Peter gone, than a big grey wolf came out of the forest.
In a twinkling the cat climbed up into the tree. The duck quacked, and in her excitement jumped out of the pond. But no matter how hard the duck tried to run, she couldn't escape the wolf.
He was getting nearer, nearer, catching up with her. Then he got her and with one gulp swallowed her.
And now, this is how things stood: the cat was sitting on one branch, the bird on another, not too close to the cat. And the wolf walked round and round the tree, looking at them with hungry eyes.
In the meantime, Peter, without the slightest fear, stood behind the gate watching all that was going on. He ran home, got a strong rope. and climbed up the high stone wall.
One of the branches of the tree around which the wolf was walking stretched out over the wall.
Grabbing hold of the branch, Peter lightly climbed over on to the tree. Peter said to the bird: "Fly down and circle over the wolf's head. Only take care that he doesn't catch you."
The bird almost touched the wolf's head with his wings while the wolf snapped angrily at him, this side and that.
How that bird teased the wolf! And how the wolf wanted to catch him! But the bird was clever, and the wolf simply couldn't do anything about it.
Meanwhile, Peter made a lasso and carefully letting it down and down and down, caught the wolf by the tail and pulled with all his might.
Feeling himself caught, the wolf began to jump wildly trying to get loose.
But Peter tied the other end of rope to the tree, and the wolf's jumping only made the rope round his tail tighter.
Just then the hunters came out of the woods, following the wolf's trail and shooting as they went.
But Peter, sitting in the tree, said: "Don't shoot! Birdie and I have already caught the wolf. Now help us take him to the zoo."
Now just imagine, just imagine the triumphant procession. Peter at the head. After him the hunters leading the wolf. And winding up the whole procession grandfather and the cat.
Grandfather shook his head discontentedly. "Well, if Peter hadn't caught the wolf? What's then?"
Above them flew Birdie chirping merrily. "My, what brave fellows we are, Peter and I! Look what we have caught!"
And if one would listen very carefully, he would hear the duck quacking inside the wolf, because the wolf, in his hurry, had swallowed her alive.
Piano La
(David Bowie/John Cale)
(No lyrics)
(Demo recorded in 1979 with John Cale).
Pictures Of Lily
(Pete Townsend)
I used to wake up in the morning
I used to feel so bad
I got so sick of having sleepless nights
Went an' told my Dad
He said, "Son now here's some little something"
And stuck 'em on my wall
And now my nights ain't quite so lonely
In fact I, I don't feel bad at all
I don't feel bad at all
Pictures of Lily made my life so wonderful
Pictures of Lily helped me sleep at night
Pictures of Lily solved my childhood problems
Pictures of Lily helped me feel alright
Pictures of Lily
Lily, oh Lily
Lily, oh Lily
Pictures of Lily
And then one day things weren't quite so fine
I fell in love with Lily
I asked my Dad where Lily I could find
He said, "Son, now don't be so silly"
"She's been dead since 1929"
Oh how I cried that night
If only I'd been born in Lily's time
It would have been alright
Pictures of Lily made my life so wonderful
Pictures of Lily help me sleep at night
For me and Lily are together in my dreams
And I ask you, "Hey mister, have you seen, Pictures of Lily?"
Planet Of Dreams
(David Bowie/Gail Ann Dorsey)
Nothing on smoke today
Nothing dies on the wing
Wing's been losing time
And then I keep all the pain
Pain that comes and goes
It goes against all you see
You see I got Gable's eyes
And Eisenhower blames the poor
The poor huddled on the curb
Gotta get back in shape
We're backing up a major plan
We're treading on thin, thin ice
We're walking under golden sun
We're living in a Planet of Dreams
We're living in a Planet of Dreams
We're living in a Planet of Dreams
We're living in a Planet of Dreams
We're living in a Planet of Dreams
We're living in a Planet
(5 more times)
Do do do do (repeat ad inf.)
Play It Safe
(Iggy Pop/David Bowie)
Say Ta
Eisenhower saw the thing
Oh
Oh
He said this is sickening
Oh
I swear I saw the very thing
Oh
I saw it in America
Let's play safe
I never knew how
How to play safe
You told me how
How to play safe
A thousand times
I don't believe in fairies any more
Today I saw a very very thing
But that's another song
You're too simple minded
Let's play it safe
What do we have in common?
(It was a real thing)
Play it safe
What do we have in common?
Play it safe
I'll tell you something safe
I want to be a criminal
Play it safe
Oh I wanna be a criminal
I want to be a criminal
Play it safe
Well it's that real thing inside a criminal mind
What do we have in common?
Play it safe
That keeps me goin' all the time
What do we have in common?
Play it safe
That very very thing I find so sublime
I want to be a criminal
Play it safe
And I wanna know
I wanna know
I want to be a criminal
Play it safe
And I wanna know
I wanna know
I wanna know
What do we have in common?
Play it safe
Rockin' and reelin' like Al Capone
What do we have in common?
(Slippin' and slidin' like Joey Gallo)
And I wanna know
I wanna be a criminal
(Movin' and groovin' with a Son of Sam)
Play it safe
I wanna be a criminal
(Splish splash I was Jim Jones)
Play it safe
Please Mr. Gravedigger
(David Bowie)
(No lyrics)
(First and original version recorded with The Buzz at R.G. Jones Studio, 19th October 1966. Producer Tony Hatch).
Please Mr. Gravedigger - (version 2)
(David Bowie)
There's a little churchyard just along the way
It used to be Lambeth's finest array
Of tombstones, epitaphs, wreaths, flowers all that jazz
Til the war came along and someone dropped a bomb on the lot
And in this little yard, there's a little old man
With a little shovel in his little bitty hand
He seems to spend all his days puffing fags and digging graves
He hates the Reverend Vicar and he lives all alone in his home
"Ah-choo, excuse me"
Please Mr. Gravedigger, don't feel ashamed
As you dig little holes for the dead and the maimed
Please Mr. Gravedigger, I couldn't care
If you found a golden locket full of some girl's hair
And you put it in your pocket
"God, it's pouring down"
Her mother doesn't know about your sentimental joy
She thinks it's down below with the rest of her toys
And Ma wouldn't understand, so I won't tell
So keep your golden locket all safely hid away in your pocket
Yes, Mr. GD, you see me every day
"Ahh choo!"
Standing in the same spot by a certain grave
Mary-Ann was only ten, full of life and oh so gay
And I was the wicked man who took her life away
Very selfish, oh God
No, Mr. GD, you won't tell
And just to make sure that you keep it to yourself
I've started digging holes myself
And this one here's for you
"Flippin' hard graft"
"Lifted our girl, she apparently doesn't know of it
Hello misses, thought she'd be a little girl
Bloody obscene, catch pneumonia or something in this rain"
(First version recorded with The Buzz on 19th October 1966).
Please Stay
(???)
(No lyrics)
(Performed live by David Bowie and The Buzz).
Pretty Pink Rose
(David Bowie)
Yeah, she's just been to Russia and they're dyeing their faces
They're dying over there
A pretty pink rose
(That rock 'n' roll lady takes a space-ship ride
She's out of this world
A pretty pink rose)
And we're living for you, my love
We're living for you
And we're dying for you, my love
Pretty pink rose
She tore down Paris on the tail of Thom Paine
But the left wing's broken, the right's insane
A pretty pink rose
(Ah, have a nice day, it's a killer, turn a cheek
It's a Christian code
A pretty pink rose)
And we're living for you, my love
Yes we're living for you
And we're dying for you, my love
Pretty pink rose
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
She's the poor man's gold, she's the anarchist crucible
Flying in the face of the despot cannibal
Pretty pink rose
Never let it rain, never rain
On the heart of the pretty pink rose
Pretty pink rose
And we're living for you, my love
We're living for you
And we're dying for you, my love
Pretty pink rose
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Get me through the pain, through the pain
Of the thorn of the pretty pink rose
Never let it rain, never rain, never rain
On the pretty pink rose
(Take me to the heart, to the heart, to the heart
Of the pretty pink rose)
Never let it rain, never rain, never rain
(Take me to the heart, to the heart, to the heart)
Never never let it rain, never rain
(Take me to the heart, to the heart, to the heart
Of the pretty pink rose)
Never let it rain on the heart of the
(Take me to the heart, to the heart, to the heart)
Never let, never let it rain, never rain on the heart
(Take me to the heart, to the heart, to the heart
Of the pretty pink rose)
(Take me to the heart, to the heart, to the heart)
Never let it rain, never let it rain, never rain
(Take me to the heart, to the heart, to the heart)
Pretty Thing
(David Bowie)
Think about the good things
Think about the bad things
Think about a reason to see you tonight
Something's getting hard when you rock it up
Something's getting hot when you rock it up
Pretty little girl let your sweet thing sway
Never gonna treat you wrong
Tie you down pretend you're Madonna
Never gonna treat you wrong
Oh you pretty thing
Shake your pretty thing
Gimme that pretty thing
Think about the love thing
Think about the sex thing
Think about you holding me, taking me down
Something's getting hard when you rock it up
Something's getting hot when you rock it up
Pretty little girl let your sweet thing sway
Never gonna do you wrong
Strip you down and take you to pieces
Always gonna love this song
Oh you pretty thing
Feel that pretty thing
Suck that pretty thing
Prisoner Of Love
(David Bowie/Reeves Gabrels/Tony Sales/Hunt Sales)
Don't look back
Whatever it takes to save your life
I've believed I belonged to you, for a long time
And my heart says no, no one but you
Like a rescue on a darkened street
Love walked into town
I, I, I was a victim of my own self-persecution
I'm a prisoner of love - but I'm coming up for air
CHORUS
Now don't be fooled by fools who promise you
The world and all that glitters more fool you
I'm such a hungry man that I beg you over and over and over and over
I mi-mi-mi, I might take any highway to be there with you
Even the best men shiver in their beds
I'm loving you above everything I have
I'm a prisoner of love
I'm a prisoner of love - just stay square
Like a sermon on blues guitar
Love walked into town
I was drowning so slowly
Wouldn't step in front of your shadow
I'm a prisoner of love - but I'm coming up for air
CHORUS
Now don't be fooled by fools who promise you
The world and all that glitters more fool you
I smell the sickness sown in this city
It drives me to hide you, yea, even deceive you
I'm so afraid for you that
I'll break any thug who maps out your passage to ruin
Even the best men shiver in their beds
I'm loving you above everything I have
I'm a prisoner of love
I'm a prisoner of love - just stay square
Take care, take care
I'm a prisoner of love - just stay square
Just stay square
Stay out of the school and get 'em
Just stay square
I've seen the best man of my generation
Lie down insanity - incriminatory
Just stay square
Just stay square
Just stay square
Don't look back - beautiful soul
Don't look back - beautiful soul
Pussycat
(David Bowie)
(No lyrics)
Queen Bitch
(David Bowie)
Do-pe-to-cu-cum-ba-ba-ba-da-dah
Ahh yeah
Oh yeah
I'm up on the eleventh floor
And I'm watching the cruisers below
He's down on the street
And he's trying hard to pull sister Flo
Oh, my heart's in the basement
My weekend's at an all time low
'Cos she's hoping to score
So I can't see her letting him go
Walk out of her heart
Walk out of her mind
Oh loved her
She's so swishy in her satin and tat
In her frock coat and bipperty-bopperty hat
Oh God, I could do better than that
Oh yeah
She's an old-time ambassador
Of sweet talking, night walking games
Oh and she's known in the darkest clubs
For pushing ahead of the dames
If she says she can do it
Then she can do it, she don't make false claims
But she's a Queen, and such are Queens
That your laughter is sucked in their brains
Now she's leading him on
And she'll lay him right down
Yeah she's leading him on
And she'll lay him right down
But it could have been me
Yes, it could have been me
Why didn't I say, why didn't I say, no, no, no
She's so swishy in her satin and tat
In her frock coat and bipperty-bopperty hat
Oh God, I could do better than that
So I lay down a while
And I gaze at my hotel wall
Oh the cot is so cold
It don't feel like no bed at all
Yeah I lay down a while
And I look at my hotel wall
And he's down on the street
So I throw both his bags down the hall
And I'm phoning a cab
'Cos my stomach feels small
There's a taste in my mouth
And it's no taste at all
It could have been me
Oh yeah, it could have been me
Why didn't I say, why didn't I say, no, no, no
She's so swishy in her satin and tat
In her frock coat and bipperty-bopperty hat
Oh God, I could do better than that
Ohh, you betcha - oh yeah - uh-hu - mmm
Quicksand
(David Bowie)
I'm closer to the Golden Dawn
Immersed in Crowley's uniform
Of imagery
I'm living in a silent film
Portraying Himmler's sacred realm
Of dream reality
I'm frightened by the total goal
Drawing to the ragged hole
And I ain't got the power anymore
No I ain't got the power anymore
I'm the twisted name on Garbo's eyes
Living proof of Churchill's lies
I'm destiny
I'm torn between the light and dark
Where others see their target
Divine symmetry
Should I kiss the Viper's fang
Or herald loud the death of Man
I'm sinking in the quicksand of my thought
And I ain't got the power anymore
Don't believe in yourself
Don't deceive with belief
Knowledge comes with death's release
I'm not a prophet or a stone age man
Just a mortal with potential of a superman
I'm living on
I'm tethered to the logic of Homo Sapien
Can't take my eyes from the great salvation
Of bullshit faith
If I don't explain what you ought to know
You can tell me all about it
On the next Bardo
I'm sinking in the quicksand of my thought
And I ain't got the power anymore
Don't believe in yourself
Don't deceive with belief
Knowledge comes with death's release
Don't believe in yourself
Don't deceive with belief
Knowledge comes with death's release
Ramona A. Stone
(Lyrics: David Bowie. Music: Bowie/Eno/Gabrels/Garson/Kizilcay/Campbell)
I was Ramona A. Stone
I started with no enemies of my own
I was an artiste
In a tunnel
But I've been having a midi-life crisis
And I've been dreaming of sleep
And ape men with metal parts
I've spat upon deeply felt age
I've hid my hearts in
And I hate the funny coloured English
We'll creep together you and I
For I know who the small friends are
Ragazzo Solo, Ragazza Sola
(Lyrics: Ivan Mogul. Music: David Bowie)
(Lonely Boy, Lonely Girl - Italian Space Oddity)
La mia mente ha presol il volo
Un pensiero uno solo
Io cammino mentre dorme la citta'
I suoi occhi nella notte
Fanali bianchi nella notte
Una voce che mi parla chi sara'?
Dimmi ragazzo solo dove vai
Perche' tanto dolore?
Hai perduto senza dubbio un grande amore
Ma di amori e' tutta piena la citta'
No ragazza sola, no no no
Stavolta sei in errore
Non ho perso solamente un grande amore
Ieri sera ho perso tutto con lei
Ma lei
I colori della vita
Dei cieli blu
Una come lei non la trovero' mai piu'
Ora ragazzo solo dove andrai
La notte e' un grande mare
Se ti serve la mia mano per nuotare
Grazie ma stasera io vorrei morire
Perche' sai negli occhi miei
C'e' un angelo, un angelo
Che ormai non vola piu' che ormai non vola piu'
Che ormai non vola piu'
C'e' lei
I colori della vita
Dei cieli blu
Una come lei non la trovero' mai piu'
Real Cool World
(David Bowie)
So far this love is delightful
The face of seduction was you
But I listened for each and every footstep
In this Real Cool World
Questioning saint-like and fantastic heroes
Feeling like lost little children in fabled lands
So I listen for each and every friendship
In this Real Cool World
Now there is you
In my Real Cool World
Starry-eyed life but somehow believing in nothing
You whisper sweet nothing but reading between your lines
I listen, colour me doubtful
In this Real Cool World
Now there is you
In my Real Cool World
Mmm
Now there is you
In my Real Cool World
You came from nowhere
You came from nowhere
You held me you shook me away
It's a Cool World
It's a Cool World
It's a Real Cool World
It's a Real Cool World
It's a Real Cool World
It's a Real Cool World
Now there is you
In my Real Cool World
Now there is you
In my Real Cool World
Now there is you
In my Real Cool World
Real Cool World
Rebel Rebel
(David Bowie)
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo (3 times)
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
CHORUS
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 'cos 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
CHORUS
Don't ya?
Oh?
Doo doo doo-doo doo doo doo doo (2 times)
CHORUS
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 ya fuel line and a handful of 'ludes
You wanna be there when they count up the dudes
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-child, chi-child
Where'd you wanna go?
What can I do for you?
Looks like you've been there too
'Cos you've torn your dress
And your face is a mess
Ooo, your face is a mess
Ooo, ooo, so how could they know?
Eh, eh, how could they know?
Eh, eh
(Recorded during the Diamond Dogs sessions at the Olympic Studios, Barnes, Surrey in 1974. Also remixed version for US market produced).
Red Money
(Lyrics: David Bowie. Music: David Bowie/Carlos Alomar)
Oh, can you feel it in the way
That a man is not a man?
Can you see it in the sky
That the landscape is too high?
Like a nervous disease
And it's been there all along
It will tumble from the sky
It's been there all along
Project cancelled
Tumbling central
Red Money
CHORUS
Can you hear it fall
Can you hear it well
Can you hear it at all
I was really feeling good
Reet Petite and how d'ya do
Then I got the small red box
And I didn't know what to do
'Cos my fingers could not grope
And I could not give it away
And I knew I must not drop it
Stop it, take it away
Project cancelled
Tumbling central
Red Money
CHORUS
Project cancelled
Tumbling central
Red Money
CHORUS
Can you hear it at all
Can you hear it at all
Red Money (four times)
Such responsibility
It's up to you and me
(Recorded during the Lodger sessions at Mountain Studios, Montreux, Switzerland in 1979).
Red Sails
(Lyrics: David Bowie. Music: David Bowie/Brian Eno)
Feel a bit roughed up, feel a bit frightened
Nearly pin it down some time
Red sail action wake up in the wrong town
Boy, I really get around
Thunder ocean
Thunder ocean
Red sails take me, make me sail along
Red sails, and a mast so tall
Red sails
Red sails
Do you remember we another person
Green and black and red and so scared
Graffiti on the wall kept us all in tune
Bringing us all back home
Red sails
Thunder ocean
Red sails
Sailor can't dance like you, ooh, yooou
Ahh, red sail
Red sail action
Red sail
Some reaction
Action boy seen living under neon
Struggle with a foreign tongue
Red sails make him strong
Action make him sail along
Life stands still and stares
The hinterland, the hinterland
We're gonna sail to the hinterland
And it's far far, far far far, far far far away
Its a far far, far far far, fa da, da da da
1
2
3-4
Ooooooo
(Recorded during the Lodger sessions at Mountain Studios, Montreux, Switzerland in 1979).
Remembering Marie A.
(Bertolt Brecht. Translation: Dominic Muldowney)
It was a day in that blue month September
Silent beneath the plum trees' slender shade
I held her there
My love, so pale and silent
As if she were a dream that must not fade
Above us in the shining summer heaven
There was a cloud my eyes dwelled long upon
It was quite white and very high above us
Then I looked up
And found that it had gone
And since that day, so many moons in silence
Have swum across the sky and gone below
The plum trees surely have been chopped for firewood
And if you ask, how does that love seem now
I must admit, I really can't remember
And yet I know what you are trying to say
But what her face was like, I know no longer
I only know I kissed it on that day
As for the kiss, I long ago forgot it
But for the cloud that floated in the sky
I know that still and shall forever know it
It was quite white and moved in very high
It may be that the plum trees still are blooming
That woman's seventh child may now be there
And yet that cloud had only bloomed for minutes
When I looked up
It vanished on the air
(Recorded for 1982 BBC TV production of Baal).
Repetition
(David Bowie)
Johnny is a man
And he's bigger than you
But his overheads are high
And he looks straight through when you ask him how the kids are
He'll get home around seven
'Cos the Chevy's real old
And he could have had a Cadillac
If the school had taught him right
And he could have married Anne with the blue silk blouse
He could have married Anne with the blue silk blouse
And the food is on the table
But the food is cold
Don't hit her
"Can't you even cook?
What's the good of me working when you can't damn cook?"
Well Johnny is a man
And he's bigger than her
I guess the bruises won't show
If she wears long sleeves
But the space in her eyes shows through
And he could have married Anne with the blue silk blouse
He could have married Anne with the blue silk blouse
Shows through
Shows through
Shows through
(Recorded during the Lodger sessions at Mountain Studios, Montreux, Switzerland in 1979).
Reptile
(Trent Reznor)
She spread herself wide open to let the insects in
She leaves a trail of honey to show me where she's been
She has the blood of reptile just underneath her skin
Seeds from a thousand others drip down from within
Oh my beautiful liar
Oh my precious whore
My disease my infection
I am so impure
Devils speak of the ways in which she'll manifest
Angels bleed from the tainted touch of my caress
Need to contaminate to alleviate this loneliness
I now know the depths I reach are limitless
Oh my beautiful liar
Oh my precious whore
My disease my infection
I am so impure
(Performed live with Nine Inch Nails during the Outside World Tour 1995 in the USA).
Reverend Raymond Brown
(David Bowie)
(No lyrics)
Revolutionary Song
(David Bowie/Jack Fishman)
When people call us revolutionary
They're just trying to see
All that we choose
When all we want is everybody free
The universe would be one brotherhood
It isn't wrong to be prepared to fight
Together to unite if we believe
In giving everything our heart and soul
Until we reach the goal we should achieve
It shouldn't matter if we're brown or white
Yellow or black as night to anyone
We're all born equal with the self same rights
Sharing the same daylight under the sun
If loving freedom makes me qualify
Of opportunity is where revolutionary
Constantly, fervently, firmly
Revolutionary
Ricochet
(David Bowie)
Like weeds on a rockface waiting for the scythe
Ricochet - ricochet
The world is on a corner waiting for jobs
Ricochet - ricochet
Turn the holy pictures so they face the wall
And who can bear to be forgotten
And who can bear to be forgotten
March of flowers, march of dimes
These are the prisons, these are the crimes
Men wait for news while thousands are still asleep
Dreaming of tramlines, factories, pieces of machinery
Mineshafts things like that
March of flowers, march of dimes
These are the prisons, these are the crimes
Sound of thunder, sound of gold
Sound of the Devil breaking parole
Ricochet - it's not the end of the world
Sound of thunder, sound of gold
Sound of the Devil breaking parole
Ricochet - ricochet
These are the prisons, these are the crimes
Teaching life in a violent new way
Ricochet - ricochet
Turn the holy pictures so they face the wall
And who can bear to be forgotten
And who can bear to be forgotten
March of flowers, march of dimes
These are the prisons, these are the crimes (crimes)
Early, before the sun, they struggle off to the gates
In their secret fearful places they see their lives
Unravelling before them
March of flowers - march of dimes
These are the prisons, these are the crimes
Sound of thunder, sound of gold
Sound of the Devil breaking parole
Ricochet - it's not the end of the world
But when they get home, damp eyed and weary
They smile and crush their children to their heaving chests
Making unfulfillable promises
For who can bear to be forgotten
Right
(David Bowie)
CHORUS 1
Taking it all the right way
Keeping it in the back
Taking it all the right way
Never no turning back
Never need, no
Never no turning back
CHORUS 2
Flying just a sweet place
Coming inside and safe
Flying just a sweet place
Never been known to fail
Never been, no
Never been known to fail
Wishing you
wishing that sometimes (sometimes)
Doing it, doing it right, 'til (doing it) one time (one time)
Gets you when you're down
(nobody, nobody, do it again, get off)
Ahhh, sometimes, doing
Wishing sometimes (give it back)
Up there, up there (giving it)
Oh, my darling
(No) Ah, my darling, (giving it) ah (up there) why?
Gimme, gimme, up there, (yeah) gimme, doing
Taking with me (sometimes)
Loving it, doing it (right) 'til (take it) one time
Gimme (doing it)
Giving it (giving it back)
CHORUS 1 (3 times)
CHORUS 2
CHORUS 1
(repeat ad-lib)
Never no turning back
Never, never, never
Right On Mother
(David Bowie)
Right on mother
You've really blown my mind
I never thought we'd hit it off until today
CHORUS (x2)
Right on mother
You know the way I feel
Now you know I'm living with my girl and it's real
I never thought you'd dig it
So sure you'd hit the roof
And now you're telling me you understand
That I'm a man
Ba ba ba ba bah, ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba bah
Goodnight Siobhan
I'll see you in the morning
Me and ma have got a good thing on
'Cos she thinks it's grand
That I'm a man
Ba ba ba ba bah, ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba bah
Right on mother
You know the way I feel
Now you know I'm living with my girl and it's real
Ba ba ba ba bah, ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba bah (repeat ad lib)
Rock 'N' Roll Suicide
(David Bowie)
Time takes a cigarette, puts it in your mouth
You pull on your finger, then another finger, then your cigarette
The wall-to-wall is calling, it lingers, then you forget
Ohhh, you're a rock 'n' roll suicide
You're too old to lose it, too young to choose it
And the clock waits so patiently on your song
You walk past a cafe but you don't eat when you've lived too long
Oh, no, no, no, you're a rock 'n' roll suicide
Chev brakes are snarling as you stumble across the road
But the day breaks instead so you hurry home
Don't let the sun blast your shadow
Don't let the milk float ride your mind
They're so natural - religiously unkind
Oh no love! you're not alone
You're watching yourself but you're too unfair
You got your head all tangled up but if I could only make you care
Oh no love! you're not alone
No matter what or who you've been
No matter when or where you've seen
All the knives seem to lacerate your brain
I've had my share, I'll help you with the pain
You're not alone
Just turn on with me and you're not alone
Let's turn on with me and you're not alone
Let's turn on and be not alone
Gimme your hands 'cos you're wonderful
Gimme your hands 'cos you're wonderful
Oh gimme your hands
Rock 'N Roll With Me
(Lyrics: David Bowie. Music: David Bowie/Geoff MacCormack)
You always were the one that knew
They sold us for the likes of you
I always wanted new surroundings
A room to rent while the lizards lay crying in the heat
Trying to remember who to meet
I would take a foxy kind of stand
While tens of thousands found me in demand
When you rock 'n roll with me
No one else I'd rather be
Nobody here can do it for me
I'm in tears again
When you rock 'n roll with me
Gentle hearts are counted down
The queue is out of sight and out of sounds
Me, I'm out of breath, but not quite doubting
I've found a door which lets me out!
When you rock 'n roll with me
No one else I'd rather be
Nobody down here can do it for me
I'm in tears again
When you rock 'n roll with me
Oooo-oo-oo-oo
Oh, when you rock 'n roll with me
There's no one else I'd rather be, oh
Nobody down here can do it for me
When you rock 'n roll with me
When you rock 'n roll, rock 'n roll with me
No one else I'd rather, I'd rather be
Nobody down here can do it for me
I'm in tears, I'm in tears
When you rock 'n roll with me
(Recorded during the Diamond Dogs sessions at the Olympic Studios, Barnes, Surrey in 1974).
Rock Of Ages
(???)
(No lyrics)
(Performed during Merry Christmas Mr. Lawrence movie).
Rosalyn
(Jimmy Duncan/Bill Farley)
Hey Rosalyn, tell me where you've been
Hey Rosalyn, tell me where you've been
All the night and all the day
Hide and seek's the game you play
Treating me as sure as sin
Oh Rosalyn, yeah Rosalyn
VERSE
Hey Rosalyn, you're the girl for me
Hey Rosalyn, you're the girl for me
When I'm holding you so tight
It's so hard to say goodnight
It's you that I love now can't you see?
CHORUS
Do you really love me, do you love me true
Do you really love me Rosalyn?
Yeah gotta know, yeah gotta know
Yeah gotta know Rosalyn
VERSE
CHORUS
Yeah gotta know, yeah gotta know
Yeah gotta know Rosalyn
Rosalyn
Yeah Rosalyn, Rosalyn, Rosalyn, Rosalyn, ooh-yeah, ah
Round And Round
(Chuck Berry)
Well, the joint was rocking
CHORUS
Going round 'n' round
Yeah, reeling and a-rocking
What a crazy sound
Well, they never stopped rocking
'Til the moon went down
Well it sounded so sweet
I had to take me a chance
I rose out of my seat
And had to dance
I started moving my feet
And clapping my hands
Yeah, we kept on rocking
CHORUS
About twelve o'clock
When the place was packed
The front doors were locked
I said the place was packed
When the police knocked
Those doors flew back
But kept on rocking
CHORUS
Yeah
About twelve o'clock
Around lock up time
Well, the doors were locked
Said the place was packed
When the police knocked
Those doors flew back
But it kept on rocking
CHORUS
Yeah, it kept on rocking
CHORUS
Rubber Band
(David Bowie)
Rubber Band
There's a rubber band that plays tunes out of tune
In the library garden Sunday afternoon
While a little chappie waves a golden wand
Rubber Band
In 1910 I was so handsome and so strong
My moustache was stiffly waxed and one foot long
And I loved a girl while you played tea-time tunes
Dear Rubber Band, you're playing my tune out of tune, oh
Rubber Band
Won't you play a haunting theme again to me
While I eat my scones and drink my cup of tea
The sun is warm but it's a lonely afternoon
Oh, play that theme
Rubber Band
How I wish that I could join your Rubber Band
We could play in lively parks throughout the land
And one Sunday afternoon, I'd find my love
Rubber Band
In the '14-'18 war I went to sea
Thought my Sunday love was waiting home for me
And now she's married to the leader of the band, oh
(spoken)
Oh sob... I hope you break your baton
(Original 7" single version recorded with The Buzz at R.G. Jones Studio, 19th October 1966. Producer Tony Hatch).
Run
(David Bowie/Kevin Armstrong)
Wish I were a sailor
Crossing an azure sea
Under leaden skies
Under your eyes
But I can't see too far
With these animal eyes
Can't hold my breath
Without your voice
An' I'm danger-prone
I'll be bound
I'll be fast as hell
Without your touch
An' I'll run run run run run
An' I'll run run run run run
Without your love
I'm a goldman
I'm a soaring tower
And it's cold in here
Without your love
Trouble in here - trouble out there
Mainline problems til you no longer care
Get a long-low life - it's duty bound
No hope - no life - no you - ah ha
And I run run run
Run run run
Without your love
I duck the shots - tilt the world
I talk myself crazy - shoot the breeze
Shout to live - shoot to kill
Double up in pain - I'm on my knees
Running Gun Blues
(David Bowie)
I count the corpses on my left, I find I'm not so tidy
So I better get away, better make it today
I've cut twenty-three down since Friday
But I can't control it, my face is drawn
My instinct still emotes it
I slash them cold, I kill them dead
I broke the gooks, I cracked their heads
I'll bomb them out from under the beds
But now I've got the running gun blues
It seems the peacefuls stopped the war
Left generals squashed and stifled
But I'll slip out again tonight
Cause they haven't taken back my rifle
For I promote oblivion
And I'll plug a few civilians
I'll slash them cold, I'll kill them dead
I'll break them gooks, I'll crack their heads
I'll slice them till they're running red
But now I've got the running gun blues
Rupert The Riley
(David Bowie)
Who'll ride in my Rupert the Riley?
Ride on for mile after miley
I'm the greatest driver, sit by my side
I'll drove you so wild, if you sit by my side
See how far we travel take hold the wheel
I'll drive you to hell
If you take hold the wheel
Wo-wo-wo-woo, yea-yea-yea-yeah
Toot beep-beep, beep beep
Toot beep-beep, beep beep
Who'll ride in my Rupert the Riley?
Ride on for mile after miley
I guess I've got ?? Riley of mine
She's shaky on her legs, take that Riley of mine
I'm the greatest driver, sit by my side
I'll drive you so wild, if you sit by my side
Toot beep-beep, beep beep
Toot beep-beep, beep beep
(repeat 4 times)
Who'll ride in my Rupert the Riley?
Ride on for mile after miley
Sabotage
(??)
(Instrumental)
(Performed live during 'The First Concert Of The Eighties' with Steve Reich and Philip Glass at Carnegie Hall, New York, USA in March 1979. David played viola).
Sacrifice Yourself
(David Bowie/Tony Sales/Hunt Sales)
Some days he feels so empty
Just a talking head
Married to a Klingon
Who could cream him in the press
God could detonate him
God's the one we pick to curse us
Twenty-five years pass him
Like an evening at the circus
CHORUS
Don't sacrifice yourself
Don't sacrifice yourself
Surprise yourself
Don't sacrifice yourself
Don't sacrifice yourself
Don't sacrifice yourself
There it is, the look, the winner you once talked of being
Give her one last kiss and
Dive right out the window screaming
No truth decent, it was Summer from the waist down
She blew the shoes right off your feet
And tells you she's God's Grammy
CHORUS
Her, the only game in town, a queen of confidence
Blind in front of mirrors, proving nothings says a lot
Wham bam thank you Charlie
Vanity is all
You wander lonely to the scene
A crawling up the walls
Don't sacrifice yourself
(Safe In This) Skylife
(David Bowie)
(No lyrics)
(Recorded for The Rugrats movie soundtrack but not used).
Saviour Machine
(David Bowie)
President Joe once had a dream
The world held his hand, gave their pledge
So he told them his scheme for a Saviour Machine
They called it the Prayer, its answer was law
Its logic stopped war, gave them food
How they adored till it cried in its boredom
'Please don't believe in me, please disagree with me
Life is too easy, a plague seems quite feasible now
or maybe a war, or I may kill you all
Don't let me stay, don't let me stay
My logic says burn so send me away
Your minds are too green, I despise all I've seen
You can't stake your lives on a Saviour Machine
I need you flying, and I'll show that dying
Is living beyond reason, sacred dimension of time
I perceive every sign, I can steal every mind
Don't let me stay, don't let me stay
My logic says burn so send me away
Your minds are too green, I despise all I've seen
You can't stake your lives on a Saviour Machine
Scary Monsters (And Super Creeps)
(David Bowie)
She had an horror of rooms she was tired you can't hide beat
When I looked in her eyes they were blue but nobody home
Well she could've been a killer if she didn't walk the way she do, and she do
She opened strange doors that we'd never close again
She began to wail jealousies scream
Waiting at the light know what I mean?
CHORUS (twice)
Scary monsters, super creeps
Keep me running, running scared
She asked me to stay and I stole her room
She asked for my love and I gave her a dangerous mind
Now she's stupid in the street and she can't socialise
Well I love the little girl and I'll love her till the day she dies
She wails
Jimmy's guitar sound jealousies scream
Waiting at the light know what I mean
CHORUS (twice)
CHORUS (twice)
Oh oh woh-oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh oh
Scream Like A Baby
(David Bowie)
Well I wouldn't buy no merchandise
And I wouldn't go to war
And I mixed with other colours
But the nurse doesn't care
And I hide under blankets
Or did I run away?
I really can't remember
Last time I saw the light of day
But I remember Sam 'cos he was like me
CHORUS
Scream like a baby
Sam was a gun
And I never knew his last name
And we never had no fun
Well they came down hard on the faggots
And they came down hard on the street
They came down harder on Sam
And they all knew he was beat
He was thrown into the wagon
Blindfolded, chains, and they stomped on us
And took away our clothes and things
And pumped us full of strange drugs
And oh I saw Sam falling
Spitting in their eyes
But now I lay me down to sleep
And now I close my eyes
Now I'm learning to be a part of socie... socie... sss
CHORUS
No athletic programme, no discipline, no book
He just sat in the back seat swearing he'd seek revenge
But he jumped into the furnace
Singing old songs we loved
CHORUS (twice)
(Originally derived from I Am A Laser).
Scream Like A Baby - (earlier version)
(David Bowie)
Well I wouldn't buy the merchandise
And I wouldn't fight no war
And I mixed with the other targets
But the nurse isn't soft
And I hide under blankets
Or did I run away?
I really can't remember
Last time I saw the light of day
But I remember Sam 'cos he was like me
CHORUS
Scream like a baby
Scream like a gun
I never knew his last name
We never had no fun
Well they came down hard on the faggots
And they came down hard on the street
They came down harder on Sam
And we all knew he was beat
He was thrown into the wagon
Blindfolded, chains, and stomped on us
They took away our clothes
And pumped us full of strange drugs
I saw Sam falling
Spitting in their eyes
But they laid me down to sleep
And now I close my eyes
'Cos I'm learning to be an integrated part of society
CHORUS
No athletic programme, no discipline, no book
He just sat in the back suite swearing he'd seek revenge
But he jumped into the furnace
Singing old songs we loved
CHORUS (twice)
(From demo sessions recorded in 1980 for the Scary Monsters (And Super Creeps) album. Originally derived from I Am A Laser).
Season Folk
(David Bowie)
(No lyrics)
(Recorded during the Ernie Johnson sessions, February 1968).
Sector Z
(Lyrics: Dave Gutter. Music: Gutter/McNaboe/Zoidis/Albee/Noyes/Roods/Ward)
Understand this
All the grown-ups produce communication
The Ava queen it's not a boom in the human nature
Home ? is all belongs
But in the smokey clubs you won't need oxygen and you won't need laser guns
We got reggae
We got raw
and a bullet from the core
We got surfing school
But not a surface with Avalon
(Are you listening?)
(Are you listening?)
(CHORUS)
Is your volume up? (is your volume up?)
Is your power on? (is the power on?)
Do yourself a system at the speed of sound (are you listening?)
Which way does your antenna go? (volume up)
On your radio (power on)
This is rock 'n' roll (this is rock 'n' roll)
At the show, get up, get ready to go
I know our planets cold at night
But just step inside the door
'Cos our satellites we try to light the sun
When all the lights going on, we're off, get up,
And when they're off we'll go home
On your planet you don't have rock 'n' roll
You don't have radio
You don't have disco lights
And you don't have Rubber Soul
(Are you listening?)
(Are you listening?)
(CHORUS x2)
Is your volume up? (is your volume up?)
Is your power on? (is the power on?)
Do yourself a system at the speed of sound (are you listening?)
Which way does your antenna go? (volume up)
On your radio (power on)
This is rock 'n' roll (this is rock 'n' roll)
"My children and parents listen to me well. You must not allow your children to recordings known as rock n' roll."
See Emily Play
(Syd Barrett)
Emily tries but misunderstands
She's often inclined to borrow somebody's dreams 'til tomorrow
CHORUS
There is no other day
Let's try it another way
You'll lose your mind and play
Free games for May
See Emily play
Soon after dark, Emily cries
Gazing at trees in sorrow hardly a sound 'til tomorrow
CHORUS
Put on a gown that touches the ground
Float on a river for ever and ever
Emily
CHORUS
See Saw
(Claude Sutton/Howie Pratt/Rup Davies)
Your love is like a see-saw, baby, see-saw
Your love is like a see-saw, baby, see-saw
First it's up and then it's down
It changes so fast, it never hits the ground
It goes up, down and up, like a see-saw
When you said you'd been my baby, see-saw
When you said you'd been my baby, see-saw
I thought your love was sincere
But at this rate, it won't last a year
It goes up, down and up, like a see-saw
Monday, it's a-huggin' and a-kissin'
Tuesday, something I've been missin'
Wednesday, everything is fine
Thursday, you done changed your mind
Friday, it's the day we make up
Saturday, the day we break up
Sunday, things are going all right
Monday, you want to start up fightin'
Your love is like a see-saw, baby, see-saw
Your love is like a see-saw, baby, see-saw
First you're glad and then you're mad
You're the strangest girl I ever had
It goes up, down and up, like a see-saw
(Cover version of The Moonglows hit performed live by David Bowie and The Buzz).
Sell Me A Coat
(David Bowie)
La la la la la la, la la la la la la la
A winter's day, a bitter snowflake on my face
My summer girl takes little backward steps away
Jack Frost took her hand and left me, Jack Frost ain't so cool
CHORUS
Sell me a coat with buttons of silver
Sell me a coat that's red or gold
Sell me a coat with little patch pockets
Sell me a coat 'cos I feel cold
And when she smiles, the ice forgets to melt away
Not like before, her smile was warming yesterday
See the trees like silver candy, feel my icy hand
CHORUS
See my eyes, my window pane
See my tears like gentle rain
That's the memory of a summer day
CHORUS (twice)
La la la la la la (repeat)
Send You Money
(????)
(No lyrics)
(Performed live by David Bowie and The Buzz).
Sense Of Doubt
(David Bowie)
(Instrumental)
(Recorded during the "Heroes" sessions at Hansa Studios, Berlin, Germany in 1978).
Seven
(David Bowie/Reeves Gabrels)
I forgot what my father said
I forgot what he said
I forgot what my mother said
As we lay upon your bed
A city full of flowers
A city full of rain
I got seven days to live my life
Or seven ways to die
I forgot what my brother said
I forgot what he said
I don't regret anything at all
I remember how we wept
On a bridge of violent people
I was small enough to cry
I got seven days to live my life
Or seven ways to die
Hold my face before you
Still my trembling heart
Seven days to live my life
Or seven ways to die
The Gods forgot they made me
So I forget them too
I listen to the shadows
I play among their graves
My heart was never broken
My patience never tried
I got seven days to live my life
Or seven ways to die
Seven days to live my life
Or seven ways to die
Seven (repeat ad lib)
Seven Years In Tibet
(Lyrics: David Bowie. Music: David Bowie/Reeves Gabrels)
"Are you OK?
You've been shot in the head
And I'm holding your brains"
The old woman said
So I drink in the shadows
Of an evening sky
See nothing at all
The stars look so special
And the snow looks so old
The frail form is drifting
Beyond the yoga-zone
Turn to question the mountain
Why pigs can fly
It's nothing at all
I praise to you
Nothing ever goes away
I praise to you
Nothing ever goes
I praise to you
I praise to you
Nothing ever goes away
I praise to you
Nothing ever goes
I praise to you
Nothing ever goes away
I praise to you
Nothing ever goes, nothing ever goes
Nothing
(Derived from an instrumental piece entitled Brussels).
Sex And The Church
(David Bowie)
Though the idea of confession is said to be
The union of Christ and his bride
The Christian
It's all very puzzling
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
And the church... and the church
All the great mystic religions
Put strong emphasis, on
The redeeming spiritual qualities
Of sex... of sex
Christianity
Has been pretty modern
About sex
Of sex
Of sex
Of sex
Of sex
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
Sex... sex
I think there is a union
Between the flesh and the spirit
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
All religions' mother (spoken)
VERSE (twice)
Give me the freedom of spirit
And the joys of the flesh
And sex... sex...
Sex and the church
CHORUS (twice)
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
And the church... and the church
Sex
Sex
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
Sex... sex... sex
Sex
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
Sex and the church
Sex... sex
Shades
(Iggy Pop/David Bowie)
You gave me a present
The paper was blue and green
I unwrapped it with pleasure
These are the best shades I've ever seen
You can be my girlfriend
Forever and a day
I never thought I was worth much
Or that anyone would treat me this way
I'm not
The kind of guy
Who dresses like a king
And a really fine pair of shades
Means everything
And the light that blinds my eyes
Shines from you
It makes me come in the night
It makes me swim with delight
I like this pain
I like this mirror
I like these shades
I could have had a problem
I might have never followed through
The other guys are in trouble
They wouldn't listen to a girl like you
These shades say something
I'll bet they cost a lot
I hope I don't break 'em
I hope we don't break up
I'm not
The kind of guy
Who dresses like a king
And a really fine pair of shades
Means everything
And the light that blinds my eyes
Shines from you
It makes me come in the night
It makes me swim with delight
I like this pain
I like this mirror
I like these shades
I like these shades
I like these shades
Shadow Man (demo version)
(David Bowie)
There's a man back a-ways
Who believes at where he is
And there's a girl
Up ahead who says she knows
And the street overflows
With the folk who understand
But for the guy who can't be seen
He's the Shadow Man
And the Shadow Man is close at hand
Take a turn and see his smile
Made of nothing but loneliness
Just take a walk and be a friend
To the Shadow Man
You can call him Joe, you can call him Sam
You should call and see who answers
For he promises to come running, guided by the truth
But the Shadow Man is really you
Look into his eyes and see your reflection
Look to the stars and see his eyes
He'll show you tomorrow, he'll show you the sorrows
Of what you did today
You can call him foe, you can call him friend
You should call and see who answers
For he knows your eyes are drawn
To the road ahead
And the Shadow Man is waiting round the bend
Oh, shadow man
Shadow man, shadow man
It's really you, it's really you, it's really you
He's the shadow man
Shadow Man
(David Bowie)
There's a man back a-ways
Who believes at where he is
And there's a girl
Up ahead who says she knows
And the street overflows
With folk who understand
For the guy who can't be seen
He's the shadow man
And the shadow man is close at hand
Take a turn and see his smile
Made of nothing but loneliness
Take a walk, be a friend
To the shadow man
You can call him Joe, you can call him Sam
You should call and see who answers
For he promises to come running, guided by the truth
For the shadow man is really you
Look at his highs and see your reflection
Look to the stars and see his eyes
He'll show you tomorrow, he'll show you the sorrow
Of what you did today
You can call him foe, you can call him friend
You should call and see who answers
For he knows your eyes are drawn
To the road ahead
And the shadow man is waiting round the bend
Shadow man
Waiting up ahead
Shadow man
Waiting up ahead (waiting up ahead, waiting up ahead)
Waiting up ahead
Waiting up ahead (waiting up ahead, waiting up ahead)
Shake
(Sam Cooke)
Shake!
Shake!
Shake!
Shake!
Listen
Listen while I talk to you
I tell you what we're gonna do
There's a new thing that's going around
And I'll tell you what they're puttin' down
Just move your body all around
And just shake
Oh, mamma
Shake
Thats the way to do it
Shake
Oh, you're looking good now
Shake
Yeah, ha
Shake it like a bowl of soup
And make your body loop de loop
Put your hands on your hips
And kinda let your backbone slip
Move your body like a whip
And just shake!
Umm, that's doing it
Shake
Yeah, you're looking good now
Shake
Go on, do it baby
Shake
Yeah, ohh
A ring-a-ling-a-ling
Honey, shakin' is the latest thing
And if you wanna swing
Just loosen up them shoulders
And if you wanna really roll
You got to do the thing with soul
Shake the shake with all your might
Oh, if you do it, do it right
Just make your body loose and light
And kinda shake
Oh, honey
Shake
Hoooo
Shake
Oh, that's the way to do it
Shake
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-yeah
Alright
Oh, you're doing it now honey
C'mon, loosen up them shoulders
If you wanna really roll
Got to do the thing with soul
Shake the shake with all your might
Now, if you do it, do it right
Make your body loose and light
And just shake
Oh, I like to do it
Shake
Make me feel good now
Shake
All gone baby
Shake
Don't be shy now
Shake
Dance, with you mama
Shake
Don't, do it baby
Shake
Oh, yeah
Shake
(Fade out)
(Performed live by David Bowie and The Buzz).
Shake It
(David Bowie)
(Shake it, shake it - what's my line)
(Shake it, shake it - what's my line)
I feel like a sail-boat
Adrift on the sea
It's a brand new day
So when you gonna phone me?
(Shake it, shake it - what's my line)
I could take you to heaven
I could spin you to hell
Or take you to New York
It's the place that I know well
(Shake it, shake it - what's my line)
Sitting on a flagstone talking to a faceless girl
(Shake it, shake it - what's my line)
And I'm wondering what to say but my eyes do the talking so well
Duck and I sway - (what's my line)
I shoot at a full moon - (what's my line)
So what's my line - shake it, shake it baby
Shake it, shake it ooh
'Cos love is the answer
Love's talking to me
I'd scream and I'll fight for you
You're better than money
(Shake it, shake it - what's my line)
We're the kind of people who can shake it if we're feeling blue
(Shake it, shake it - what's my line)
When I'm feeling disconnected well I sure know what to do
(Shake it, shake it - what's my line)
Shake it baby, well shake it, shake it
I duck and I sway - (what's my line)
I shoot at a full moon - (what's my line)
So what's my line
Shake it, shake it baby
Shake it, shake it, ooh
(Shake it, shake it - what's my line)
Shake it baby
Shake it, shake it
(Shake it, shake it - what's my line)
Shake it baby, shake it, shake it
(Shake it, shake it - what's my line)
Shakin' All Over
(Heath)
When you're movin' right up close to me
That's when I get the chills all over me
Quivers down my back bone
I get the shakes in my thigh bone
I've got the shivers in my knee bone
Shakin' all over
Just the way that you say goodnight to me
Brings that feeling all inside of me
Quivers down my back bone
I get the shakes in my thigh bone
I've got the shivers in my knee bone
Shakin' all over
Quivers down my back bone
I get the shakes in my thigh bone
I've got the shivers in my knee bone
Shakin' all over
You make me shake and, I like it baby
You make me shake and, I like it baby
Oh, shake, shake, shake, shake...
Shapes Of Things
(Paul Samwell-Smith/Jim McCarty/Keith Relf)
Shapes of things before my eyes
Just teach me to despise
Will time make man more wise
Here within my lonely frame
My eyes just hurt my brain
But will it seem the same
CHORUS
(Come tomorrow), will I be older
(Come tomorrow), maybe a soldier
(Come tomorrow), may I be bolder than today
Now the trees are almost green
But will they still be seen
When time and tide have been
Boy into your passing hands
Please don't destroy these lands
Don't make them desert sands
CHORUS
Soon I hope that I will find
A seed within my mind
That won't disgrace my kind
She Shook Me Cold
(David Bowie)
We met upon a hill, the night was cool and still
She sucked my dormant will
Mother, she blew my brain, I will go back again
My God, she shook my cold
I had no time to spare, I grabbed her golden hair
And threw her to the ground
Father, she craved my head, Oh Lord, the things she said
My God, she should be told
I was very smart, broke the gentle hearts
Of many young virgins
I was quick on the ball, left them so lonely
They'd just give up trying
Then she took my head, smashed it up
Kept my young blood rising
Crushed me mercilessly, kept me going around
So she didn't know I crave her so-o-o
I'll give my love in vain, to reach that peak again
We met upon a hill
Mother, she blew my brain, I will go back again
My God, she shook me cold
She's Got Medals
(David Bowie)
She'd walk through the door and she'd set up the drinks on the house
She played a good game of darts, and the men slapped her back
And never took her out
She wore a trench coat khaki
Her hobnail boots were full of holes
She's got medals
Her mother called her Mary, but she changed her name to Tommy, she's a one, oh
She went and joined the army, passed the medical
Don't ask me how it's done
They sent her to the front line
Fighting for her country's name
She's got medals
She got very tired of picking up girls
Cleaning her gun and shaving her curls
Then the enemy dropped a bomb
Survivors there were none
People say that when the moon is full and all the stars have gone to bed
You can see her ghost but that's a lie because the naughty woman isn't dead
She deserted on the previous morning
Replaced her uniform with dresses silk and green
Called herself Eileen
Came to London town
Now she's settled down
She's got medals
Shilling The Rubes
(David Bowie)
(No lyrics)
(Supposedly originally intended for David's proposed 1973 stage version of Nineteen Eighty-Four which was aborted after Orwell's widow refused permission).
Shining Star (Makin' My Love)
(David Bowie)
Eddie boy lit like paraffin spending two weeks in a crack house
Burns on his brain like Chernobyl
Dean was seen with a two bag purchase
He was lying dead on his mother's bed
Someone for pray for - till I met you
Life is like a broken arrow - memory a swingin' door
I could be your great misfortune -
I can make you happy every day of your life
Making my love like a shining star - takin' my love just a touch too far
Tessie turns tricks with a soul like ice 'cos love left holes
And four swell kids breaking her heart
I've got windows, I've seen much vice, I've touched down with vermin, cowardice, lice
And I say
Nobody cares what you do - please be yourself to death
I could be your great misfortune
But you'll never find a, bet you'll never find a better man
Making my love like a shining star
Taking my love just a touch too far
Peter met Frank formed a dummy run gang
Worked heist or hit for 10 g's flat
Blew heads outta shape for the name of Trotsky, Sinn-Fein, Hitler cashdown
No hope heroes cover the page with debts in hell
And fingers in blood
Poor little bodies all covered in scabs threw it all away
Another life in the grave
Another life in the grave
Life is like a broken arrow - memory a swingin' door
I could be your great misfortune -
Well I could make you happy every goddamn single day of your life
Making my love like a shining star
Like a shining star
Baby that's what you are
Like a shining star
Making my love like a shining star
Taking my love
Just a touch too far
Shock For One
(David Bowie/Reeves Gabrels/Tony Sales/Hunt Sales)
(No lyrics)
Shopping For Girls
(David Bowie/Reeves Gabrels)
Between the dead ring ash of extreme defence
The lonely groups of company boys
Snapping pictures of scrawny limbs and toothy grins
These are children riding naked on their tourist pals
While the hollows that pass for eyes swell from withdrawal
And he lies on a mattress in a rat infested room
Talking 'bout his family and the cold back home
CHORUS
Between the dull cold eyes and the mind unstable
Noone over here reads the papers pal
'Tween the dull cold eyes and the mind unstable
He's a clean trick and he's shopping for girls
A small black someone jumps over the crazy white guard
Cranking up the volume of a Michael Jackson song
CHORUS
Where the frangipani scents the air
She mouths a word that breaks his stare
He grunts his reply in a garrulous croak
"That's a mighty big word for a nine year old"
CHORUS
Shopping for girls, shopping for girls
You gaze down into her eyes for a million miles
You wanna give her a name and a clean rag doll
Shrinking Jimmy
(Emm Gryner/Holly Palmer/David Bowie/Mark Plati/Campbell/Garson/Dorsey/Hamilton)
Jimmy shrink that shirt again tonight
'Cos you know how much I love it when it's tight
Jimmy, Jimmy, shrink the shirt again!
Shrink that shirt again
Let's just be friends
(Shrink it one time)
Shrink that shirt again
Let's just be friends now Jimmy
You know how much I loved that shirt
And you know how much I love you
I miss you so much Jimmy
But when you're not here
I put that shirt on
And when I put that shirt on
And it stretches so tight across my nipples
I feel you Jimmy
You're here with me
Come back Jimmy
Come back...
Silly Boy Blue
(David Bowie)
Mountains of Lhasa are feeling the rain
People are walking the Botella lanes
Preacher takes the school
One boy breaks a rule
Silly Boy Blue, Silly Boy Blue
Yak butter statues that melt in the sun
Cannot dissolve all the work you've not done
A chela likes to feel
That his overself pays the bill
Silly Boy Blue, Silly Boy Blue
You wish and wish, and wish again
You've tried so hard to fly
You'll never leave your body now
You've got to wait to die
La la la la la la la la la la (x2)
La la la la la (x2)
Silly Boy Blue, Silly Boy Blue
Child of Tibet, you're a gift from the sun
Reincarnation of one better man
The homeward road is long
You've left your prayers and song
Silly Boy Blue, Silly Boy Blue
Silly Boy Blue, Silly Boy Blue
Silver Treetop School For Boys
(David Bowie)
Here's the town in which I live Petunia Green
Here's the shop and here's the man who sold me laces for my shoes
There is Mr. Marcus. Boys they say he's mad
'Here's the battle that they won' Silver Treetop School For Boys
Early days were good as gold
An apple here an apple there
And everywhere a 'yes sir', 'no sir'
They made me roll the cricket pitch once a day
I've never been so happy than at Silver Treetop School For Boys
The mowing machine was leaving small piles of grass
That when the ??? had risen to the pipe of Mr. Marcus
The smell of teaching fell upon the cricket field
Smiling, laughing, rolling about at Silver Treetop School For Boys
Hey there
They call in the staff room
They call in the canteen
"Hey come and look at what I found"
"I found some boys and Masters sitting
On the cricket ground at Silver Treetop School For Boys"
The English master, Sir, he wore a purple mask
and the Head, was usually sad, was swinging from a tree
Mr.Brown the Physics man is off his head
And everyone just loves the grass at Silver Treetop School For Boys
La la lalalalalalalalala lalalalalalalala lalalalalalalalala lalalalalalalalala
Sister Midnight
(Iggy Pop/David Bowie/Carlos Alomar)
Calling Sister Midnight
You've got me reaching for the moon
Calling Sister Midnight
You've got me playing the fool
Calling Sister Midnight
Calling Sister Midnight
Can you hear me call
Can you hear me well
Can you hear me at all
Calling Sister Midnight
I'm an Idiot for you
Calling Sister Midnight
I'm a breakage inside
Calling Sister Midnight
Calling Sister Midnight
You know I had a dream last night
Mother was in my bed
And I made love to her
Father he gunned for me
Hunted me with his six gun
Calling Sister Midnight
What can I do about my dreams
Listen to me Sister Midnight
You put a beggar in my heart
Calling Sister Midnight
You've got me walking in rags
Hey where are you Sister Midnight
Can you hear me call
Can you hear me well
Can you hear me at all
Sixteen
(Iggy Pop)
Sweet sixteen in leather boots
Body and soul I go crazy
Baby Baby I'm hungry
Sweet sixteen
Funky bar all full of faces
Pretty faces beautiful faces
Body and soul
Body and soul
I give to you
I'm an easy mark
With my broken heart
Sweet sixteen
Show you my explosion
Sweet sixteen
Go out to the funky bar
I get hurt - crying inside
'Cos
Everybody's so fine and - and they
Don't need me
Tell me what can I do -
Sweet sixteen
I give you my body and soul
Sweet sixteen
I must be hungry
'Cos I go crazy
Over your leather boots
Now baby I know
That's not normal
But I love you
I love you
I love you
Sweet sixteen
Slip Away
(David Bowie)
Oogie waits for just another day
Drags his bones to see the Yankees play
Bones Boy talks and flickers grey
Oh, they slip away
Once a time they nearly might have been
Bones and Oogie on a silver screen
No one knew what they could do
Except for me and you
They slip away
They slip away
(Chorus)
Don't forget to keep your head warm
Twinkle twinkle Uncle Floyd
Watching all the world and war torn
How I wonder where you are
Ohhh-oo
Sailing over Coney Island
Twinkle twinkle Uncle Floyd
We were dumb but you were fun, boy
How I wonder where you are
Oogie knew there's never ever time
Some of us will always stay behind
Down in space it's always 1982
The joke we always knew
Oo-oo
What'sa matter with you
C'mon, let's go
Slip away
Oo-o
(Chorus)
So Near To Loving You
(David Bowie)
(No lyrics)
Social Kind Of Girl
(David Bowie)
(No lyrics)
Some Are
(David Bowie/Brian Eno)
Sailors in snow
Send a callout raising hands
Some are bound to fail
Some are winter sun, ahhh
Sailors in snow
Send a callout raising hands
Some are bound to fail
Some are winter sun, ahhh
(Original demo recorded for the soundtrack of The Man Who Fell To Earth. Then recorded during the Low sessions at The Chateau, Paris, France and Hansa Studios, Berlin, Germany in 1976-1977).
Some Weird Sin
(Lyrics: Iggy Pop. Music: David Bowie)
I never got my
License to live
They won't give it up
So I stand at the world's edge
I'm trying to break in
Oh I know it's not for me
And the sight of it all
Makes me sad and ill
That's when I want
Some weird sin
Things get too straight
I can't bear it
I feel stuck
Stuck on a pin
I'm trying to break in
Oh I know it's not for me
And the sight of it all
Makes me sad and ill
That's when I want
Some weird sin
That's when I want
Some weird sin
Just to relax with
Yeah, some dumb weird sin
For a while anyway
With my head on the ledge
That's what you get
Out on the edge
Some weird sin
Things get too straight
I can't bear it
I feel stuck
Stuck on a pin
I'm trying to break in
Oh I know it's not for me
And the sight of it all
Makes me sad and ill
That's when I want
Some weird sin
That's when I want
Some weird sin
Just to relax with
Yeah, some dumb weird sin
For a while anyway
With my head on the ledge
That's what you get
Out on the edge
Some weird sin
Some weird sin
Some weird sin
Somebody Up There Likes Me
(David Bowie)
Let the lies go
Let...
He's everybody's token, on everybody's wall
Blessing all the papers, thanking one and all
Hugging all the babies, kissing all the ladies
Knowing all that you think about from writing on the wall
CHORUS 1
He's so divine, his soul shines
Breaks the night, sleep tight
His ever loving face smiles on the whole human race
He says "I'm somebody"
CHORUS 2
He's got his eye on your soul, his hand on your heart
He says "Don't hurry, baby
Somebody up there (somebody) likes me"
He's the savage son of the TV tube
Planets wrote the day was due
All the wisest men around
Predicted that a man was found
Who looked a lot like you and me, yeah
Everyone with sense could see
Nothing left his eye unmoved, he
Had the plan, he had to use
CHORUS 1 and 2
Somebody plays my song in tune
Makes me, makes me, makes me stronger for you, babe
Was a way when we were young, that
Any man was judged by what he'd done
But now you pick them on the screen (what they look like)
Where they've been
CHORUS 2
Leaders come, they hate all
The people know
That given time, the leaders go
Tell me, can they hold you under their spell
Can they walk and hold you as well as a
Smile like Valentino?
Could he sell you anything?
Keep your eyes on your soul, keep your hand on your heart
He says "Don't hurry, baby
Somebody up there (somebody) likes me"
(somebody, somebody, somebody)
(somebody, somebody, somebody, somebody, somebody, somebody)
Somebody (somebody) somebody (somebody) somebody (somebody, somebody)
Somebody (somebody) somebody (somebody) somebody (somebody, somebody)
Yeah, can't remember (somebody) peace so well
Oh, space to ramble, (somebody, somebody) space to boogie
Soul shine (Ooh-ooh)
So divine
Somebody (ooh-ooh, somebody)
Soul shine (Ooh-ooh)
So divine
Somebody (ooh-ooh)
Somebody, somebody, somebody
(Ad-lib)
Something Happens
(David Bowie)
(Also referred to as 'Something')
(No lyrics)
Something In The Air
(Lyrics: David Bowie. Music: David Bowie/Reeves Gabrels)
Your coat and hat are gone
I really can't look at your little empty shelf
A ragged teddy bear
It feels like we never had a chance
Don't look me in the eye
We lay in each other's arms
But the room is just an empty space
I guess we lived it out
Something in the air
We smile too fast
Then can't think of a thing to say
Lived with the best times
Left with the worst
Danced with you too long
Nothing left to save
Let's take what we can
I know you'll hold your head up high
We've raged for the last time
A place of no return
And there's something in the air
Something in my eye
I've danced with you too long
Yeah
Something in the air
Something in my eye
Abracadoo, I lose you
We can't avoid the clash, the big mistake
Now we're going to pay and pay
The sentence of our lives
Can't believe I'm asking you to go
We used what we could
To get the things we want
But we lost each other on the way
I guess you know I never wanted anyone more than you
Lived all our best times
Left with the worst
I've danced with you too long
Say what you will
There's something in the air
Raged for the last time
But I know you'll hold your head up high
There's nothing we have to say
There's nothing in our eyes
But there's something in the air
Something in my eye
I danced with you too long
There's something I have to say
There's something in the air
Something in my eye
I've danced with you too long
Danced with you too long
Danced with you too long
And there's something in the air
Something in the air
Song For Bob Dylan
(David Bowie)
Now hear this Robert Zimmerman
I wrote a song for you
About a strange young man called Dylan
With a voice like sand and glue
His words of truthful vengeance
They could pin us to the floor
Brought a few more people on
And put the fear in a whole lot more
Ah, here she comes
Here she comes
Here she comes again
The same old painted lady
From the brow of the superbrain
She'll scratch this world to pieces
As she comes on like a friend
Couple of songs
From your old scrapbook
Could send her home again
Gave your heart to every bedsit room
At least a picture on the wall
And you sat behind a million pair of eyes
And told them how they saw
Then she lost your train of thought
The paintings are all your own
While troubles are rising
We'd rather be scared
Together than alone
Ah, here she comes
Here she comes
Here she comes again
Same old painted lady
From the brow of the superbrain
She'll scratch this world to pieces
As she comes on like a friend
But a couple of songs
From your old scrapbook
Could send her home again - ahh
Now hear this Robert Zimmerman
Though I don't suppose we'll meet
Ask your good friend Dylan
If he, he's wild down the old street
Tell him we've lost his poems
So we're writing on the walls
Give us back our unity, an'
Give us back our family
You're every nation's refugee
Don't leave us with their sanity
Ah, here she comes
Here she comes
Here she comes again
The same old painted lady
From the brow of the superbrain
She'll scratch this world to pieces
As she comes on like a friend
But a couple of songs
From your old scrapbook
Could send her home again
Oh a couple of songs
From your old scrapbook
Could send her home again
Oh, here she comes, ooh here she comes
Yeah, here she comes
Sons Of The Silent Age
(David Bowie)
Sons of the silent age
Stand on platforms blank looks and note books
Sit in back rows of city limits
Lay in bed coming and going on easy terms
Sons of the silent age
Pace their rooms like a cell's dimensions
Rise for a year or two then make war
Search through their one inch thoughts
Then decide it couldn't be done
Baby, I'll never let you go
All I see is all I know
Let's find another way down (sons of sound and sons of sound)
Baby, baby, I'll never let you down
I can't stand another sound
Let's take another way in (sons of sound and sons of sound)
Sons of the silent age
Listen to tracks by Sam Therapy and King Dice
Sons of the silent age
Pick up in bars and cry only once
Sons of the silent age
Make love only once but dream and dream
They don't walk, they just glide in and out of life
They never die, they just go to sleep one day
Baby, I won't ever let you go
All I see is all I know
Let's take another way down (sons of sound and sons of sound)
Oh baby, baby, baby, I won't ever let you down
I can't stand another sound
Let's find another way in (sons of sound and sons of sound)
(Sons of sound and sons of sound)
Baby, baby, baby, fire away!
(Recorded during the "Heroes" sessions at Hansa Studios, Berlin, Germany in 1978).
Sorrow
(Feldman/Goldstein/Gottehrer)
With your long blonde hair and your eyes of blue
The only thing I ever got from you was sorrow
Sorrow
You acted funny trying to spend my money
You're out there playing your high class games of sorrow
Sorrow
You never do what you know you oughta
Something tells me you're a Devil's daughter
Sorrow, sorrow
Ahhhh, ah, ahhhh
I tried to find her
'Cos I can't resist her (I tried to find her)
I never knew just how much I missed her
Sorrow
Sorrow
With your long blonde hair and your eyes of blue
The only thing I ever got from you was sorrow
Sorrow
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh
With your long blonde hair
I couldn't sleep last night
With your long blonde hair
Sorry
(Hunt Sales)
Time is tight love always gets in the way
I'm sorry
Didn't mean to hurt you but I always do
I'm sorry
I'm so sorry
I'm so sorry
I'm sorry
You know I am
Well my eyes are pinned and my money's spent
I'm sorry
You know I'm sorry
I wouldn't do for me what I would for for you
Would you forgive me
I'm sorry
I'm so sorry
I guess I've thrown it away
I've thrown it away
Didn't mean to do it that way
I'm sorry
Time is so tight
And I mean it if I say
I'm so sorry
I didn't mean to hurt you
I'm sorry
I'm sorry
I'm sor-rrr-ry
You know I am
Soul Love
(David Bowie)
Stone love - she kneels before the grave
Her brave son - who gave his life to save the slogan
That hovers between the headstone and her eyes
For they penetrate her grieving
New love - a boy and girl are talking
New words - that only they can share in
New words - a love so strong it tears their hearts
To sleep - through the fleeting hours of morning
Love is careless in its choosing - sweeping over cross an' baby
Love descends on those defenseless
Idiot love will spark the fusion
Inspirations have I none - just to touch the flaming dove
All I have is my love of love - and love is not loving
Soul love - the priest that tastes the word and
Told of love - and now my God on high is
All love - though reaching up my loneliness evolves
By the blindness that surrounds him
Love is careless in its choosing - sweeping over cross an' baby
Love descends on those defenseless
Idiot love will spark the fusion
Inspirations have I none - just to touch the flaming dove
All I have is my love of love - and love is not loving
Soul Man
(Sam and Dave???)
Coming to you, on a dusty road
Good loving, I got a truck load
And when you get it, you got something
don't worry, 'cos I'm coming
I'm a soul man
Got what I got, the hard way
And I'll got make better, each and every day
So honey, I said don't you fret
'Cos you ain't seen nothing yet
Well grab the rope, and I'll pull you in
Give you hope, and be your only boyfriend ya (ya) ya (ya) help!
Sound And Vision
(David Bowie)
Ahhh...
Ahhh...
Doo, doo, doo, doo, do-doh
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, do-doh
Don't you wonder sometimes
'Bout sound and vision
Blue, blue, electric blue
That's the colour of my room
Where I will live
Blue, blue
Pale blinds drawn on day
Nothing to read, nothing to say
Blue, blue
I will sit right down, waiting for the gift of sound and vision
And I will sing, waiting for the gift of sound and vision
Drifting into my solitude, over my head
Don't you wonder sometimes
'Bout sound and vision
(Recorded during the Low sessions at The Chateau, Paris, France and Hansa Studios, Berlin, Germany in 1976-1977).
South Horizon
(David Bowie)
(Instrumental)
Space Oddity
(David Bowie)
Ground Control to Major Tom
Ground Control to Major Tom
Take your protein pills and put your helmet on
(ten) Ground Control (nine) to Major Tom (eight) (seven) (six)
Commencing (five) countdown, engines on (four) (three) (two)
Check ignition (one) and may God's love (lift off) be with you
This is Ground Control to Major Tom
You've really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it's time to leave the capsule if you dare
"This is Major Tom to Ground Control
I'm stepping through the door
And I'm floating in a most a peculiar way
And the stars look very different today
For here
Am I sitting in a tin can
Far above the world
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do
Though I'm past one hundred thousand miles
I'm feeling very still
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go
Tell my wife I love her very much she knows"
Ground Control to Major Tom
Your circuit's dead, there's something wrong
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you
"Here am I floating round my tin can
Far above the Moon
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do"
Space Oddity (re-recorded version)
(David Bowie)
Ground Control to Major Tom
Ground Control to Major Tom
Take your protein pills and put your helmet on
Ground Control to Major Tom
Commencing countdown, engines on
Check ignition and may God's love be with you
(long pause)
This is Ground Control to Major Tom
You've really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it's time to leave the capsule if you dare
"This is Major Tom to Ground Control
I'm stepping through the door
And I'm floating in a most a peculiar way
And the stars look very different today
For here
Am I sitting in a tin can
Far above the world
The Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do
Though I'm past one hundred thousand miles
I'm feeling very still
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go
Tell my wife I love her very much she knows"
Ground Control to Major Tom
Your circuit's dead, there's something wrong
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you
"Here am I floating
Far above the Moon
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do"
Speed Of Life
(David Bowie)
(Instrumental)
(Recorded during the Low sessions at The Chateau, Paris, France and Hansa Studios, Berlin, Germany in 1976-1977).
Spirits In The Night
(Bruce Springsteen)
(No lyrics)
(Recorded during the Diamond Dogs sessions at the Olympic Studios, Barnes, Surrey in 1974).
Standing Next To You
(Marc Bolan/David Bowie)
(Spoken outro for Marc show):
"Thank you very much. David Bowie - the most amazing songs from his stunning smash but meanwhile personally until next series I hope you watch it forever. Till David comes back should be every year after - news in the world."
Get you down, yeah
Oh better not go
Better not go
Bad baby don't you watch-a watch-a, got to, got to, got to go
Better not go
Better not go
Yeah this little girl gotta move on up
You gotta
What can I do? Ooo Ooo
Standing next to you, you, you
What can I do? Ooo Ooo
Standing next to you, you, you, you ooo
Oo many knock knock
Many knock knock
You girl
I like the way you wear your willy hat
Many knock knock
Better not go
Oh I'm your man
Seems so strange the way you walk that way
What can I do? Ooo Ooo
Standing next to you, you, you, you)
What can I do? Ooo Ooo
Standing next to you, you
Star
(David Bowie)
Tony went to fight in Belfast
Rudi stayed at home to starve
I could make it all worthwhile as a rock 'n' roll star
Bevan tried to change the nation
Sonny wants to turn the world, well you can tell him that he tried
I could make a transformation as a rock 'n' roll star
So inviting - so enticing to play the part
I could play the wild mutation as a rock 'n' roll star
Get it all yeah Oo yeah!
I could do with the money
I'm so wiped out with things as they are
I'd send my photograph to my honey - and I'd c'mon like a regular superstar
I could make a transformation as a rock 'n' roll star
So inviting - so enticing to play the part
I could play the wild mutation as a rock 'n' roll star
Get it all yeah
I could do with the money
I'm so wiped out with things as they are
I'd send my photograph to my honey - and I'd c'mon like a regular superstar
I could fall asleep at night as a rock 'n' roll star
I could fall in love all right as a rock 'n' roll star
Rock 'n' roll star
Rock 'n' roll star
(Spoken) Just watch me now.
Starman
(David Bowie)
Hey now now, oh no no
Didn't know what time it was the lights were low oh-oh
I leaned back on my radio oh-oh
Some cat was layin' down some rock 'n' roll "'lotta soul", he said
Then the loud sound did seem to fade
Came back like a slow voice on a wave of phase
That weren't no DJ that was hazy cosmic jive
(CHORUS)
There's a starman waiting in the sky
He'd like to come and meet us
But he thinks he'd blow our minds
There's a starman waiting in the sky
He's told us not to blow it
'Cos he knows it's all worthwhile
He told me:
"Let the children lose it
Let the children use it
Let all the children boogie"
I had to phone someone so I picked on you
Hey, that's far out so you heard him too?
Switch on the TV we may pick him up on channel two
Look out your window I can see his light
If we can sparkle he may land tonight
Don't tell your poppa or he'll get us locked up in fright
CHORUS (x2)
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la (repeat)
Stateside
(David Bowie/Hunt Sales)
I'm going home
I've been gone much too long
She said she missed me
Since I been gone
I'll be back soon
Ain't no doubt
'Cos she said she wanted my loving, my loving
CHORUS (twice)
No holding back I'm going home
No holding back I'm going home
I'm going Stateside with my convictions
I said I'm coming home soon
I don't know when
It will be sometime soon
Sooner than
I thought I'd be
I thought I'd be
I thought I'd be Stateside sooner than later
Marilyn inflatables home on the range
Where the living is easy on a horse with no name
Kennedy convertibles home on the range
Where the suffering comes easy on a blonde with no brain
I'm going Stateside
I'm going Stateside
I'm going home
It's been so long
She said she missed me
And all the fun we've had
I think it be the best way
She said she missed me in
Every, every way, so
CHORUS (twice)
I've been gone so long
I've been gone, I've been gone
I'm missing you
Marilyn inflatables home on the range
Where the living is easy on a horse with no name
Kennedy convertibles home on the range
Where the suffering comes easy on a ten dollar raise
I'm going Stateside
I'm going Stateside
Station To Station
(David Bowie)
The return of the Thin White Duke
Throwing darts in lovers' eyes
Here are we, one magical moment, such is the stuff
From where dreams are woven
Bending sound, dredging the ocean, lost in my circle
Here am I, flashing no colour
Tall in this room overlooking the ocean
Here are we, one magical movement from Kether to Malkuth
There are you, you drive like a demon from station to station
The return of the Thin White Duke, throwing darts in lovers' eyes
The return of the Thin White Duke, throwing darts in lovers' eyes
The return of the Thin White Duke, making sure white stains
Once there were mountains on mountains
And once there were sun birds to soar with
And once I could never be down
Got to keep searching and searching
Oh, what will I be believing and who will connect me with love?
Wonder (who), wonder who, wonder when
Have you sought fortune, evasive and shy?
Drink to the men who protect you and I
Drink, drink, drain your glass, raise your glass high
(Twice):
It's not the side-effects of the cocaine
I'm thinking that it must be love
It's too late - to be grateful
It's too late - to be late again
It's too late - to be hateful
The European cannon is here
I must be only one in a million
I won't let the day pass without her
It's too late - to be grateful
It's too late - to be late again
It's too late - to be hateful
The European cannon is here
Should I believe that I've been stricken?
Does my face show some kind of glow?
It's too late - to be grateful
It's too late - to be late again
It's too late - to be hateful
The European cannon is here, yes it's here
It's too late
It's too late, it's too late, it's too late, it's too late
The European cannon is here
Stay
(David Bowie)
This week dragged past me so slowly
The days fell on their knees
Maybe I'll take something to help me
Hope someone takes after me
I guess there's always some change in the weather
This time I know we could get it together
If I did casually mention tonight
That would be crazy tonight
Stay - that's what I meant to say or do something
But what I never say is stay this time
I really meant to so bad this time
'Cos you can never really tell when somebody
Wants something you want too
Heart-wrecker, heart-wrecker, make me delight
Night is so vague when it brings someone new
This time tomorrow I'll know what to do
I know it's happened to you
Stay - that's what I meant to say or do something
But what I never say is stay this time
I really meant to so bad this time
'Cos you can never really tell when somebody
Wants so much to stay
That's what I meant to say or do something
But what I never say is stay this time
I really meant to so bad this time
'Cos you can never really tell when somebody
Wants something you want too
Stay (Live 1976 bonus track)
(David Bowie)
This week has past me so slowly
The days fell on their knees
Maybe I'll take something to help me
Hope someone takes after me
There's always a change in the weather
This time I know we could get it together
If you would stay here tonight
That would be crazy tonight
Stay - that's what I meant to say or do something
But what I never say is stay this time
I really meant to so bad this time
For you can never really tell, when somebody
Wants something you want too
Heart-wrecker, heart-wrecker save me delight
Light can be vague when it sends someone new
This time tomorrow I'll know what to do
I know it's happened to you
Stay - that's what I meant to say or do something
But what I never say is stay this time
I really meant to so bad this time
For you can never really tell, when somebody
Wants so much to stay
Oh that's what I meant to say or do something
But what I never say is stay this time
I really meant to so bad this time
For you can never really tell when somebody
Wants something you want too
S-t-a-y
If you want to
If you want to
Wa... s-t-a-y
If you want to
You want to
If you want to
To
Stay, stay, stay, stay
Stay, stay, stay, stay,
If... you... want... to... to-to-to-to-to-to-to-to
S-t-a-y
(Live from Nassau Veterans' Memorial Coliseum, Uniondale, USA, 23rd March 1976).
Strangers When We Meet
(David Bowie)
(Yooou, yooou, yooou)
(Yooou, yooou, yooou)
All our friends
Now seem so thin and frail
Slinky secrets
Hotter than the sun
No peachy prayers
No trendy rush of faith
I'm with you
So I can't go on
CHORUS
All my violence
Raining tears upon the sheet
I'm bewildered
For we're strangers when we meet
Blank screen TV
Preening ourselves in the snow
Forget my name
But I'm over you
Splendid sunrise
And it's a dying world
Humming Rheingold
We scavenge up our clothes
CHORUS
All my violence
Raging tears upon the sheets
I'm resentful
For we're strangers when we meet
Cold tired fingers
Tapping out your memories
Halfway sadness
Dazzled by the new
Your embrace
It was all that I feared
That whirling room
We trade by vendu
Steely resolve
Is falling from me
My poor soul
All bruised passivity
All your regrets
Ride rough-shod over me
I'm so glad
That we're strangers when we meet
I'm so thankful
That we're strangers when we meet
I'm in clover
For we're strangers when we meet
Heel head over
But we're strangers when we meet
Strangers when we meet (repeat ad. inf.)
Stupidity
(Solomon Burke)
All around the world
Every boy and girl
Come along with me
That's - a stupidity
All around the world
Every boy and girl
Take a lesson from me
That's - a stupidity
Papa says I look so crazy
Mama says I look a fool
I don't mind their criticism
They do that every day in school
So come along with me
See how much fun it can be
Watch it on TV
That's - a stupidity
So come along with me
See how much fun it can be
Watch it on TV
That's - a stupidity
So come along with me
See how much fun it can be
Watch it on TV
That's - a stupidity
All around the world
Every boy and girl
Come along with me
That's - a stupidity
(Performed live by Davy Jones and The Manish Boys).
Subterraneans
(David Bowie)
Share bright failing star
Care-line, care-line, care-line, care-line
Riding the shirley, shirley, shirley umm
Share bright failing star
(Original demo recorded for the soundtrack of The Man Who Fell To Earth. Then recorded during the Low sessions at The Chateau, Paris, France and Hansa Studios, Berlin, Germany in 1976-1977. Performed live with Nine Inch Nails during the Outside World Tour 1995 in the USA - Subterraneans / Scary Monsters).
Success
(Lyrics: Iggy Pop. Music: David Bowie)
Here comes success (Here comes success)
Over my hill (Over my hill)
Here comes success (Here comes success)
Here comes my car (Here comes my car)
Here comes my Chinese rug (Here comes my Chinese rug)
Here comes success (Here comes success)
In the last ditch (In the last ditch)
I'll think of you (I'll think of you)
In the last ditch (In the last ditch)
I will be true (I will be true)
Sweetheart I'm telling you (Sweetheart I'm telling you)
Here comes the zoo (Here comes the zoo)
Here comes success (Here comes success)
Hooray success (Hooray success)
(Here comes success)
(Hooray success)
Oh, oh, success (oh, oh, success)
I can't help myself (I can't help myself)
I just got to got to got to (I just got to got to got to)
I can't stand it
Here comes my face (Here comes my face)
It's plain bizarre (It's plain bizarre)
Here comes my face (Here comes my face)
Out of the crowd (Out of the crowd)
Sweetheart I'm telling you (Sweetheart I'm telling you)
Here comes the zoo (Here comes the zoo)
In the last ditch (In the last ditch)
Here comes success (Here comes success)
Here comes success (Here comes success)
I'm gonna do the twist (I'm gonna do the twist)
I'm moved, man, I'm wigged (Oh I'm moved and I'm wigged)
I'm crazy - I'm gonna
I'm gonna go crazy
(Let's blast off)
Alright! Baby let's blast off (Baby let's blast off)
Blast off on success (Blast off on success)
Oh you slay me (Oh you slay me baby)
(Oh you slay me baby)
I'm gonna do the twist (I'm gonna do the twist)
I'm gonna hop like a frog (I'm gonna hop like a frog)
I'm gonna out on the street and do anything I want
(I'm gonna out on the street and do anything I want)
Oh shit (oh shit)
Suffragette City
(David Bowie)
Hey man, ah leave me alone you know
Hey man, well Henry get off the phone, I gotta
Hey man, I gotta straighten my face
This mellow thighed chick just put my spine out of place
Hey man, my school days insane
Hey man, my work's down the drain
Hey man, well she's a total blam blam
She said she had to squeeze it but she... and then she...
(CHORUS)
Oh don't lean on me man, 'cos you can't afford the ticket
I'm back on Suffragette City
Oh don't lean on me man
'Cos you ain't got time to check it
You know my Suffragette City
Is outta sight... she's all right
Hey man, ah Henry, don't be unkind, go away
Hey man, I can't take you this time, no way
Hey man, hey Droogie don't crash here
There's only room for one and here she comes, here she comes
CHORUS
Oh hit me!
CHORUS
A Suffragette City, a Suffragette City
I'm back on Suffragette City, I'm back on Suffragette City
Ooo, Suffragette City, ooo, Suffragette City
Oooh-how, Suffragette City, oooh-how, Suffragette City, oooh-how
Suffragette
Ahhh, wham bam thank you Ma'am!
A Suffragette City, a Suffragette City
Quite all right
A Suffragette City
Ooh fine
A Suffragette City, ooh, a Suffragette City
Oh, my Suffragette City, oh my Suffragette City
Oh, Suffragette
Suffragette!
Sunday
(David Bowie)
Nothing remains
We could run when the rain slows
Look for the cars or signs of life
Where the heat goes
Look for the drifters
We should crawl under the bracken
Look for the shafts of light on the road
Where the heat goes
Everything has changed
For in truth, it's the beginning of nothing
And nothing has changed
Everything has changed
For in truth, it's the beginning of an end
And nothing has changed
Everything has changed
(first voice)
In your fear
Of what we have become
Take to the fire
Now we must burn
All that we are
Rise together
Through these clouds
As on wings
(2nd voice)
In your fear, seek only peace
In you fear, seek only love
In your fear, seek only peace
In you fear, seek only love
In your fear, in your fear
As on wings
Ohhh
Woooo
This is the trip
And this the business we take
This is our number
All my trials, Lord
Will be remembered
Everything has changed
Survive
(David Bowie/Reeves Gabrels)
Oh, my
Naked eyes
I should have kept you
I should have tried
I should have been a wiser kind of guy
I miss you
Give me wings
Give me space
Give me money for a change of face
Those noisy rooms and passion pants
I loved you
Where's the morning in my life?
Where's the sense in staying right?
Who said 'Time is on my side'?
I've got ears and eyes and nothing in my life
But I'll survive your naked eyes
I'll survive
You alone across the floor
You and me and nothing more
You're the great mistake I never made
I never lied to you, I hated when you lied
But I'll survive your naked eyes
I'll survive
Beatle boys, all snowy white
Razzle dazzle clubs, every night
Wish I'd sent a Valentine
I love you
I'll survive
Naked eyes
I'll survive
I'll survive
My naked eyes
I'll survive
I'll survive
Naked eyes
I'll survive
I'll survive
I'll survive
Sweet Head
(David Bowie)
I tried to break away from you
From the Spics and Blacks and the gum you chew
Where the posters are torn by the muggin' gangs
And by the faggy park and the burnt out vans
I've got ninety-nine years of laying in the dark and I'm far too young to lie
I've got ninety-nine ways to play my guitar it's going to pay me before I die
CHORUS
So bob your sweet head
Brother Ziggy gonna play
I'm just about the best you can hear
Gonna rock it in your head
Shazam! and come ball
With my guitar and me soprano
We can give you sweet head
I'm tough as glass and clean as night
Well if looks can love we can love alright
I'm your rubber peacock angelic whore
I'm a wrought iron face upon the wall
I had ninety-nine tales of murder come life and I'm running away from it all
I got a bedroom, every mirror in town they're gonna claim me if I fall
CHORUS
So bob your sweet head
Brother Ziggy gonna play
I'm just about the best you can hear
Gonna rock deep in your head
Shazam! and come ball
With my guitar and me soprano
We can give you sweet head
Sweet head, gonna give you sweet head
(Spoken:) "While ya down there"
See my eyes of blocked emotion, see my tremble, see my fall
Traumatics thick and fast, your faith in me can last
Besides I'm known to lay you, one and all
Look south the way your Mother dwells
If she knew what's going down, she'd give you hell
I'm the kind of man she warned me of
Till there was rock, you only had God
You and I have a mutual vow
We both like young, and we both like loud
I got pretty shoes, and I'm kid and proud
I'm street side out with my ear to the crowd
CHORUS
So bob your sweet head
Brother Ziggy gonna play
I'm just about the best you can hear
It's gonna rock deep in your head
Shazam! and come ball
With my guitar and me soprano
We can give you - sweet head
(Spoken:) Move along, Sir!
Choo Choo, Choo Choo Oo
Sweet Jane
(Lou Reed)
Standing on the corner, suitcase in my hand
Jack is in his coat, and Jane is her vest, and, me
I'm in a rock 'n' roll band. Huh!
Ridin' in a Stutz-Bearcat, Jim
Y'know, those were different times!
Oh, all the poet, they studied rules of verse
And the ladies, they rolled their eyes
Sweet Jane! Whoa! Sweet Jane, oh-oh-a! Sweet Jane!
I'll tell you something
Jack, he is a banker
And Jane, she is a clerk
Both of them save their monies, ha
And when, when they come home from work!
Ooh! Sittin' down by the fire, oh!
The radio does play
The classical music there, Jim
"The March of the Wooden Soldiers"
All you protest kids
You can hear Jack say, get ready, ah
Sweet Jane! Come on baby now! Sweet Jane! Oh-oh-a! Sweet Jane!
Some people, they like to go out dancing
And other peoples, they have to work. Just watch me now!
And there's even some evil mothers
Well they're gonna tell you that everything is just dirt
Y'know that, women, never really faint
And that villains always blink their eyes, woo!
And that, y'know, children are the only ones who blush!
And that, life is, just to die!
And, everyone who ever had a heart, oh
That wouldn't turn around and break it
And anyone who ever played a part, whoa
And wouldn't turn around and hate it!
Sweet Jane! Whoa-oh-oh! Sweet Jane! Sweet Jane Sweet Jane
Sweet Jane Sweet Jane
Heavenly wine and roses
Seems to whisper to her when he smiles, ah
Heavenly wine and roses
Seems to whisper to her when he smiles, hey!
la-la-la-la-la-la
la-la-la-la-la-la
la-la-la-la-la-la
la-la-la-la-la-la, oh
Sweet Jane! Sweet Jane! Sweet Jane! Sweet Jane! Sweet Jane!
Sweet Thing
(David Bowie)
It's safe in the city, to love in a doorway
To wrangle some screams from the dawn
And isn't it me, putting pain in a stranger?
Like a portrait in flesh, who trails on a leash
Will you see that I'm scared and I'm lonely?
So I'll break up my room, and yawn and I
Run to the centre of things
Where the knowing one says
CHORUS
Boys, boys, boys, boys, its a sweet thing
Boys, boys, its a sweet thing, sweet thing
If you want it, boys, get it here, thing
'Cos hope, boys, is a cheap thing, cheap thing
I'm glad that you're older than me
Makes me feel important and free
Does that make you smile, isn't that me?
I'm in your way, and I'll steal every moment
If this trade is a curse, then I'll bless you
And turn to the crossroads, and hamburgers, and
CHORUS
(Recorded during the Diamond Dogs sessions at the Olympic Studios, Barnes, Surrey in 1974).
Sweet Thing (Reprise)
(David Bowie)
If you want it, boys, get it here thing
'Cos hope, boys, is a cheap thing, cheap thing
Is it nice in your snow storm, freezing your brain?
Do you think that your face looks the same?
Then let it be, it's all I ever wanted
It's a street with a deal, and a taste
It's got claws, it's got me, it's got you
(Recorded during the Diamond Dogs sessions at the Olympic Studios, Barnes, Surrey in 1974).