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David Bowie
David Bowie


Background information
Birth name David Robert Jones
Born January 8, 1947
Born place Brixton, London, England
Genre(s) Rock
Glam Rock
Pop Rock
Art Rock
Blue-eyed soul
Psychedelic Rock
Years active 1964—present
Label(s) RCA Records
Virgin Records
Columbia Records
EMI Group
Rykodisc
Parlophone Records
Associated acts The Riot Squad
Tin Machine
Website Website



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David Bowie Album


Stardust From The 70's (1984)
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Time - He's waiting in the wings
He speaks of senseless things
His script is you and me boys

Time - He flexes like a whore
Falls wanking to the floor
His trick is you and me, boy

Time - In Quaaludes and red wine
Demanding Billy Dolls
And other friends of mine
Take your time

The sniper in the brain, regurgitating drain
Incestuous and vain, and many other last names
I look at my watch it say 9:25 and I think Oh God I'm still alive

We should be on by now
We should be on by now

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la (repeat)

You - are not a victim
You - just scream with boredom
You - are not evicting time

Chimes - Goddamn, you're looking old
You'll freeze and catch a cold
'Cause you've left your coat behind
Take your time

Breaking up is hard, but keeping dark is hateful
I had so many dreams, I had so many breakthroughs
But you, my love, were kind, but love has left you dreamless
The door to dreams was closed. Your park was real dreamless
Perhaps you're smiling now, smiling through this darkness
But all I had to give was the guilt for dreaming

We should be on by now (x5)
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la (repeat)

Yeah, time!



. . .


(Dancing) I'm having so much love
(Dancing) Too bad my back had gone
(Dancing) Boogie down with daddy now
I'd give my house in the country
If you'd slept it's so funky

(Music) I'm dancing in the street
(Ooh music) I've torn the shoes from my feet
(Romancing) It's got me dirty and sweet
It's got you reeling and rocking
Won't you let the slender thing in

(Rolling) I think it's all I can do
(Rolling) Just got me feeling you too
(Rolling) Get a little take a little
Get a little back
Jumping John the great goose is gone
Got a lion in my hand
Got a Charlie on my back

(John) I'm only dancing
(She turns me on) I'm only dancing
(She turns me on) oh get you with me
(Don't get me wrong) ah ha ha ha ha
(I'm only dancing, oh ho hooo)
(I'm only dancing, oh ho hooo)

(Dancing) Have you heard the news
(Dancing) President has got the blues
(Dancing) I tell you comfortably
If he gives it to you
He'd better take it from me

(Said Sir) I pick up the bones
(Said Sir) Leave the numbers alone
(Said Sir) Get off your telephone
Look the people in the eye
Tell them my oh my
Let your backbone slide
Buddy whistle and cry

(John)
(She turns me on) La la la la
(Don't get me wrong) Hmm hm hm
(I'm only dancing, oh hooo)
(John) I'm only dancing
(She turns me on) ah ha ha I'm only dancing
(She turns me on) I lost my feel
(Don't get me wrong) I'm off on my way
(I'm only dancing, oh hooo) Please dance with me
(I'm only dancing) Please dance with me
(I'm only dancing, oh hooo)

(Dancing, dancing, dancing, woh woh woh)
(Dancing, dancing, dancing, woh woh woh)
(Dancing, dancing, dancing, woh woh woh)
(Dancing) I'm only (dancing) I'm only (dancing) I'm only (woh woh woh)
(Dancing) I'm only (dancing) I'm only (dancing) I'm only (woh woh woh)
Can see no care
Lost my fear
Traped Charlie dance on
(woh woh woh)
(woh woh woh)
He, he, he, he, he, he, he, cos
(woh woh woh)
Got white light
Got black light
Got white light
Lay you dance on
(woh woh woh)
I'm only, I'm only, I'm only
(woh woh woh)
I got, I got
(woh woh woh)
(woh woh woh)
(Dancing) He
(Dancing) He
(Dancing) He
(woh woh woh) Lay you dance on
(Dancing) Lay you dance on
(Dancing) Lay you dance on, hey
(woh woh woh)
(Dancing)
(Dancing)
(Dancing)
(woh woh woh) Gotta give me know
(Dancing) Gotta give me know
(Dancing) Gotta give me know
(Dancing)
(woh woh woh)
(Dancing) He he
(Dancing) He he
(Dancing)
(woh woh woh)
Lockit fine
Makin' it mine
Lockit fine
Makin' it mine
Lockit fine
Making it
(I'm only dancing mm mm)
(I'm only dancing, dancing, I'm only dancing, mm mm)
(I'm only dancing, dancing, I'm only dancing, mm mm)
(I'm only dancing, dancing, I'm only dancing, mm mm)
(I'm only dancing hey ya, dancing, hey, I'm dancing, mm mm)
Yes I am
(I'm only dancing, hey I'm dancing, hey dancing, mm mm)
(Oh, I'm only dancing, Oh, I'm only dancing, I'm Only dancing mm mm)
Oh my baby

. . .


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

. . .


Ziggy played guitar, jamming good with Weird and Gilly,
The spiders from Mars. He played it left hand,
But made it too far,
Became the special man, then we were Ziggy’s band.

Ziggy really sang, screwed up eyes and screwed down hairdo
Like some cat from Japan, he could lick ‘em by smiling
He could leave ‘em to hang
Came on so loaded man, well hung and snow white tan.

So where were the spiders while the fly tried to break our balls
Just the beer light to guide us,
So we bitched about his fans and should we crush his sweet hands?

Ziggy played for time, jiving us that we were voodoo
The kids was just crass, he was the nazz
With God given ass
He took it all too far but boy could he play guitar.

Making love with his ego Ziggy sucked up into his mind
Like a leper Messiah
When the kids had killed the man I had to break up the band

. . .


Pushing thru the market
square
so many mothers sighing
News had just come over,
we had five years left to cry in

News guy wept and told us
earth was really dying
Cried so much his face was wet
then I knew he was not lying

I heard telephones, opera house, favourite melodies
I saw boys, toys electric irons and T.V.'s
My brain hurt like a warehouse
it had no room to spare
I had to cram so many things
to store everything in there
And all the fat-skinny people, and all the tall-short people
And all the nobody people, and all the somebody people
I never thought I'd need so many people

A girl my age went off her head
hit some tiny children
If the black hadn't a-pulled her off, I think she would have killed them

A soldier with a broken arm, fixed his stare to the wheel of a Cadillac
A cop knelt and kissed the feet of a priest
and a queer threw up at the sight of that
I think I saw you in an ice-cream parlour
drinking milk shakes cold and long
Smiling and waving and looking so fine
don't think you knew you were in this song

And it was cold and it rained so I felt like an actor
And I thought of Ma and I wanted to get back there
Your face, your race, the way that you talk
I kiss you, you're beautiful, I want you to walk

We've got five years, stuck on my eyes
We've got five years, what a surprise
We've got five years, my brain hurts a lot
We've got five years, that's all we've got


. . .


Don't be afraid to reveal what you knowDon't be afraid to conceal what you showOh darlingDon't be afraidOh darlingI said, don't be afraid to ray what you needDon't be afraidWhat you feel about meOh oh oh darling
Count me lucky I don't follow youDon't be afraid of me feeling so blueOh darlingLucky foreverOh darlingI said, don't be afraid to ray what you needDon't be afraidWhat you feel about meOh oh oh darling

Don't be afraid to reveal what you knowDon't be afraid to conceal what you showOh darlingDon't be afraidOh darlingI said, don't be afraid to ray what you needDon't be afraidWhat you feel about meOh oh oh darlingOh darlingOh oh oh darlingOh darlingOh oh oh darlingOh darlingOh oh oh darlingOh darlingOh oh oh darling

. . .


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 drive 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, 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

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

Who'll ride in my Rupert the Riley?
Ride on for mile after miley

Who'll ride in my Rupert the Riley?
Ride on for mile after miley

Who'll ride in my Rupert the Riley?
Ride on for mile after miley

. . .


Ziggy played guitar, jamming good with Weird and Gilly,
The spiders from Mars. He played it left hand,
But made it too far,
Became the special man, then we were Ziggy’s band.

Ziggy really sang, screwed up eyes and screwed down hairdo
Like some cat from Japan, he could lick ‘em by smiling
He could leave ‘em to hang
Came on so loaded man, well hung and snow white tan.

So where were the spiders while the fly tried to break our balls
Just the beer light to guide us,
So we bitched about his fans and should we crush his sweet hands?

Ziggy played for time, jiving us that we were voodoo
The kids was just crass, he was the nazz
With God given ass
He took it all too far but boy could he play guitar.

Making love with his ego Ziggy sucked up into his mind
Like a leper Messiah
When the kids had killed the man I had to break up the band

. . .


Ground control to Major Tom
Ground control to Major Tom
Take your protein pills and put your helmet on

Ground control to Major Tom
(10, 9, 8, 7)
Commencing countdown, engines on
(6, 5, 4, 3)
Check ignition, and may God's love be with you
(2, 1, liftoff)

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 the most 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 100,000 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 sitting in a tin can
Far above the moon
Planet Earth is blue, and there's nothing I can do....

. . .


Time - He's waiting in the wings
He speaks of senseless things
His script is you and me boys

Time - He flexes like a whore
Falls wanking to the floor
His trick is you and me, boy

Time - In Quaaludes and red wine
Demanding Billy Dolls
And other friends of mine
Take your time

The sniper in the brain, regurgitating drain
Incestuous and vain, and many other last names
I look at my watch it say 9:25 and I think Oh God I'm still alive

We should be on by now
We should be on by now

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la (repeat)

You - are not a victim
You - just scream with boredom
You - are not evicting time

Chimes - Goddamn, you're looking old
You'll freeze and catch a cold
'Cause you've left your coat behind
Take your time

Breaking up is hard, but keeping dark is hateful
I had so many dreams, I had so many breakthroughs
But you, my love, were kind, but love has left you dreamless
The door to dreams was closed. Your park was real dreamless
Perhaps you're smiling now, smiling through this darkness
But all I had to give was the guilt for dreaming

We should be on by now (x5)
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la (repeat)

Yeah, time!



. . .


Ziggy played guitar, jamming good with Weird and Gilly,
The spiders from Mars. He played it left hand,
But made it too far,
Became the special man, then we were Ziggy’s band.

Ziggy really sang, screwed up eyes and screwed down hairdo
Like some cat from Japan, he could lick ‘em by smiling
He could leave ‘em to hang
Came on so loaded man, well hung and snow white tan.

So where were the spiders while the fly tried to break our balls
Just the beer light to guide us,
So we bitched about his fans and should we crush his sweet hands?

Ziggy played for time, jiving us that we were voodoo
The kids was just crass, he was the nazz
With God given ass
He took it all too far but boy could he play guitar.

Making love with his ego Ziggy sucked up into his mind
Like a leper Messiah
When the kids had killed the man I had to break up the band

. . .


My death waits like an old roue'
so confident, I'll go his way
whistle to him
and the passing time...
my death waits like a bible truth
at the funeral of my youth
we drank for that -
the passing time..
my death waits like
a witch at night
as surely as our love is right
let's not think of that or the passing time

But whatever lies behind the door
there is nothing much to do...
angel or devil, I don't care
for in front of that door...
there is you.

My death waits like a beggar blind
who sees the world through an unlit mind
throw him a dime
for the passing time...
my death waits to allow my friends
a few good times
before it ends
let's not think about
and the passing time..
my death waits there, between your thighs,
your cool fingers will close my eyes,
let's not think about the passing time.

For whatever lies behind the door
there is nothing much to do...
angel or devil, I don't care
for in front of that door...
there is you.

My death waits there among the leaves
in magician's mysterious sleeves,
rabbits and dogs, and the passing time...
my death waits there, among the flowers
where the blackest shadows cowers
so let's pick lilacs
the passing time..
my death waits there, in a double bed
sails of oblivion and my head
let's not think about
the passing time.

But whatever lies behind the door
there is nothing much to do...
angel or devil, I don't care
for, in front of that door...
there is you.

. . .


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