Heroes / Helden lyrics - David Bowie
I, I will be king
And you, you will be queen
Though nothing will drive them away
We can beat them just for one day
We can be heroes just for one day
And you, you can be mean
And I, I'll drink all the time
'Cause we're lovers, and that is a fact
Yes, we're lovers, and that is that
Though nothing will keep us together
We could steal time just for one day
We can be heroes forever and ever
What d'you say?
Du, könntest du schwimmen
Wie Delphine, Delphine es tun
Niemand gibt uns eine Chance
Doch können wir siegen für immer und immer
Und wir sind dann Helden für einen Tag
Ich, ich bin dann König
Und du, du Königin
Obwohl sie unschlagbar scheinen
Werden wir Helden für einen Tag
Wir sind dann wir an diesem Tag
Ich, ich glaub' das zu träumen (Zu träumen)
Die Mauer, im Rücken war kalt (War kalt)
Schüsse reissen die Luft (Reissen die Luft)
Doch wir küssen, als ob nichts geschieht (Nichts geschieht)
Und die Scham fiel auf ihre Seite
Oh, wir können sie schlagen für alle Zeiten
Dann sind wir Helden nur diesen Tag
Dann sind wir Helden
Dann sind wir Helden
Dann sind wir Helden nur diesen Tag
Dann sind wir Helden
We're nothing, and nothing will help us
Maybe we're lying, then you better not stay
But we could be safer, just for one day
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Helden (German Version 1989 Remix) lyrics - David Bowie
Du
Könntest du schwimmen
Wie Delphine
Delphine es tun
Niemand gibt uns eine Chance
Doch wir können siegen
Für immer und immer
Und wir sind dann Helden
Für einen Tag
Ich
Ich bin dann König
Und du
Du Königin
Obwohl sie
Unschlagbar scheinen
Werden wir Helden
Fur einen Tag
Wir sind dann wir
An diesem Tag
Ich
Ich glaub' das zu träumen (zu träumen)
Die Mauer
Im Rücken war kalt (so kalt)
Schüsse reißen die Luft (reißen die Luft)
Doch wir küssen
Als ob nichts geschieht (nichts geschieht)
Und die Scham fiel auf ihre Seite
Oh, wir können sie schlagen
Für alle Zeiten
Dann sind wir Helden
Für diesen tag
Dann sind wir Helden
Dann sind wir Helden
Dann sind wir Helden
Für diesen Tag
Dann sind wir Helden
Héros (French Single Version) lyrics - David Bowie
Moi, je souhaiterais que tu nages
Comme les dauphins, les dauphins savent nager
Bien que rien nous gardera ensemble
Nous les vaincrons, les vaincrons à jamais
On pourrait être héros pour juste une journee
Moi, je serai un roi
Et toi, tu seras ma reine
Bien que rien, rien ne les chassera
On pourrait être héros pour jusqu'à jamais
On pourrait être nous pour jusqu'à jamais
Je, je me rappelle (je me rappelle)
Debout, près du mur (près du mur)
Les gardes tirant
Au delà de nous (au delà de nous)
Et je t'embrassait
Comme si rien ne tombait (rien ne tombait)
Et la honte était de l'autre côté
Oh nous les vaincrons, nous les vaincrons jamais
On pourrais être héros pour jusqu'à jamais
On peut être un héros
On peut être un héros
On peut être un héros
Pour jusqu'à jamais
On peut être un héros
Heroes (Live) lyrics - David Bowie
I, I would be king
And you, you would be my queen
Though nothing would keep us together
But we could beat them forever and ever
We could be heroes just for one day
You, you can be mean
And I, I'll drink all the time
'Cause we're lovers, and that is the fact
Yes, we're lovers, and that is that
Though nothing will keep us together
Oh we may beat them just for one day
We can be heroes just for one day
Oh I, well, I wish I could swim
Like the dolphins, like the dolphins can swim
Though nothing will drive them away
Oh we could beat them just for one day
We can be heroes forever and ever
What d'you say?
And I, I would be king
And you'd be my queen
Though nothing can keep us together
We can beat them forever and ever
We can be heroes just for one day
Oh I, I can remember (I remember)
Standing by the wall (by the wall)
And the guns shot above our heads (over our heads)
And we kissed as though nothing could fall (nothing could fall)
And the shame fell on the other side
We can beat them forever and ever
Then we can be heroes just for one day
What d'you say?
We can be heroes
Just for one day
We can be heroes
Though nothing will keep us together
But maybe we're lying, then you better not stay
Bu we can be heroes just for one day
We can be heroes
Just for one day
Just for one day
Love Song lyrics - David Bowie (with John 'Hutch' Hutchinson)
(originally by Lesley Duncan)
The words I have to say
May well be simple but they're true
Until you give your love
There's nothing more that we can do
Love is the opening door
Love is what we came here for
No-one can offer you more
You know what I mean
Have your eyes really seen?
You say you find it hard
To lead the life that we once knew
But there's no other way
So now it's really up to you
Love is the key we must turn
Truth is the flame we must learn
Freedom the lesson we must learn
Do you know what I mean?
Have your eyes really seen?
Love is the key we must turn
Truth is the flame we must burn
Freedom the lesson we must learn
Do you know what I mean?
Have your eyes really seen?
You say you find it hard
To lead the life that we once knew
But there's no other way
So now it's really up to you
Love is the key we must turn
Truth is the flame we must learn
Freedom the lesson we must learn
Do you know what I mean?
Have your eyes really seen?
Love is the key we must turn
Truth is the flame we must burn
Freedom the lesson we must learn
Do you know what I mean?
Have your eyes really seen?
Lover To The Dawn lyrics - David Bowie
And as the sparrow sings
Dawn chorus for
Someone else to hear
The thinker sits alone, growing older
And so bitter
She gave them life
She gave them all
They drained her very soul dry
Dry, dry
Hey hey hey, bitter girl
We're out to sitting here digging you
We flew done here just to figure you
It's easy
Don't be so bitter
Oh oh oh, crazy girl
You gave too much and you got nothing
Too many problems and not one thing
In return
Left high and dry, oh
And as the sun rise stream
Flickers on
She finds lavender
To hide the beckoning of hatred
Oh, what rise, baby skin
Throws back her head to scream her sides
The woodland shades its eyes
To such a strange event
Hey hey hey, bitter girl
We're not just sitting here digging you
We flew done here just to figure you
It's tragic
You seem to lose
Oh oh oh, crazy girl
Don't throw your heart to the prowling moon
Don't wait too long for the prowling moon
Why do you stay here for so long
Here comes the David in your eyes
To the sun, to the sun
Here comes the David in your eyes
To the sun, to the sun
Here comes the David in your eyes
To the sun, to the sun
Mother lyrics - David Bowie
(originally by John Lennon)
Mother, you had me but I never had you
Oh, I, I wanted you but you didn't want me
So I, I just gotta tell you
Goodbye, goodbye
Father, you left me but I never left you
Oh, I needed you, you didn't need me
So, I, I, I just gotta tell you
Goodbye, goodbye
Mama, don't go
Daddy, come home
Mama, don't go
Daddy, come home
Children, please don't do what I have done, oh, no
Oh, I, I couldn't walk but I tried to run, oh, oh
So I, I, I gotta tell you
Goodbye, goodbye
Mama, don't go
Daddy, come home
Mama, don't go
Daddy, come home
Mama, don't go
Daddy, come home
Mama, don't go
Daddy, come home
Mama, no, don't go
Daddy, daddy, daddy, come home
Mama, don't go
Daddy, come home
No, no, no (Mama, don't go)
Daddy, come home
Mama, don't go
Daddy, come home
My Death lyrics - David Bowie
(Live 1973 Version)
(originally by Jacques Brel)
My death waits like an old roué
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
Oh, we bowed for that and the passing time
My death waits like a witch at night
As surely as our love is bright
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
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 there between your thighs
Your cool fingers will close my eyes
Let's think of that and the passing time
My death waits to allow my friends
A few good times before it ends
So let's drink to that and 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 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 shadow, the blackest shadow cowers
Let's pick lilacs for the passing time
My death waits there, in a double bed
Sails of oblivion at my head
So pull up the sheets against 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
Thank you
Nuts lyrics - David Bowie
What would you rather do?
What would you rather be doing?
What?
What would you rather be doing?
What?
In time
In time
Please enter your password
Nuts
Nuts
What would you rather be doing?
What?
Nuts
In time
In time
In time
In time
What would you rather be doing?
What?
Nuts
What would you rather be doing?
What?
What would you rather be doing?
What?
What would you rather be doing?
Goodbye
Port Of Amsterdam lyrics - David Bowie
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who sings
Of the dreams that he brings
From the wide open sea
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who sleeps
While the river bank weeps
To the old willow tree
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who dies
Full of beer, full of cries
In a drunken town fight
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who's born
On a hot muggy morn
By the dawn's early light
In the port of Amsterdam
Where the sailors all meet
There's a sailor who eats
Only fish heads and tails
And he'll show you his teeth
That have rotted too soon
That can haul up the sails
That can swallow the moon
And he yells to the cook
With his arms open wide
"Hey, bring me more fish
Throw it down by my side"
And he wants so to belch
But he's too full to try
So he stands up and laughs
And he zips up his fly
In the port of Amsterdam
You can see sailors dance
Paunches bursting their pants
Grinding women to porch
They've forgotten the tune
That their whiskey voice croaked
Splitting the night
With the roar of their jokes
And they turn and they dance
And they laugh and they lust
Till the rancid sound of the accordion bursts
And then out of the night
With their pride in their pants
And the sluts that they tow
Underneath the street lamps
In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who drinks
And he drinks and he drinks
And he drinks once again
He'll drink to the health
Of the whores of Amsterdam
Who've given their bodies
To a thousand other men
Yeah, they've bargained their virtue
Their goodness all gone
For a few dirty coins
Well he just can't go on
Throws his nose to the sky
And he aims it up above
And he pisses like I cry
On the unfaithful love
In the port of Amsterdam
In the port of Amsterdam
Rebel Never Gets Old lyrics - David Bowie
3, 2, 1
Never ever gonna get old
So I'm never ever gonna get high
Never ever gonna get old
So I'm never ever gonna get high
And there's never gonna be enough money
There's never gonna be enough drugs
Never gonna be enough bullets
There's never gonna be enough sex
I'm never ever gonna get old
So I'm never ever gonna get high
I'm never ever gonna get old
So I'm never ever gonna get high
Never gonna be enough money
There's never gonna be enough drugs
Never gonna be enough bullets
There's never gonna be enough sex
3, 2, 1
And I'm running down the street of life
And I'm never gonna let you die
And I'm never ever gonna get old
And I'm never ever gonna get
And I'm never ever gonna get old
So I'm never ever gonna get high
I'm never ever gonna get old
So I'm never ever gonna get high
Never gonna be enough money
There's never gonna be enough drugs
Never gonna be enough bullets
There's never gonna be enough sex
3, 2, 1
Got your mother in a whirl
She's not sure if you're a boy or a girl
3, 2, 1
Hey babe, your hair's alright
Hey babe, let's go out tonight
Never gonna be enough money
There's never gonna be enough drugs
Never gonna be enough bullets
There's never gonna be enough sex
I'm never ever gonna get old
Right On Mother lyrics - David Bowie
Right on, Mother
You've really blown my mind
I never thought we'd hit it off until today
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 ba
Ba ba-ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
Right on, Mother
You know the way I feel
Now you know I'm living with my girl and it's real
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 ba
Ba ba-ba-ba ba ba ba ba ba
Goodnight, Siobhán
I'll see you in the morning
Me and Moira got a good thing on
'Cause she thinks it's grand
That I'm a man
Ba ba-ba ba ba
Ba ba-ba ba ba ba ba ba ba
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
Ba ba-ba ba ba
Ba ba-ba-ba ba ba ba ba ba
Rupert The Riley lyrics - 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 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
The Gospel According To Tony Day lyrics - David Bowie
The gospel according to Tony Day
The gospel according to Tony Day
The gospel according to Tony Day
If I find a girl he'll take her away
Rotten Tony!
The gospel according to Brendan O'Lear
The gospel according to Brendan O'Lear
The gospel according to Brendan O'Lear
If I buy him a scotch, he'll buy me a beer
Tight fist, friends
The gospel according to Pat Hewitt
The gospel according to Pat Hewitt
The gospel according to Pat Hewitt
If it's written on a sweater then I'd better not do it
Got to, got to
Your mind, blow it, blow it
The gospel according to Marianne Brent
The gospel according to Marianne Brent
The gospel according to Marianne Brent
She'll be mine if I pay the rent
Good old Marianne, who needs friends, oh
Waste of flipping time, take a look at my life and you'll see
Take a quick, butchers, rotten Harry down the hall
Wouldn't give you tuppence for him
The Laughing Gnome lyrics - David Bowie
I was walking down the high street
When I heard footsteps behind me
And there was a little old man (Hello!)
In scarlet and gray, chuckling away
Well he trotted back to my house
And he sat beside the telly (Ah!)
With his tiny hands on his tummy
Chuckling away, laughing all day
"I ought to report you to the Gnome Office."
"Gnome Office? Aha ha hah!"
Ha, ha, ha, hee, hee, hee
I'm a laughing gnome and you can't catch me
Ha, ha, ha, hee, hee, hee
I'm a laughing gnome and you can't catch me
Said the laughing gnome
Well I gave him roasted toadstools
And a glass of dandelion wine (pardon)
Then I put him on a train to Eastbourne
Carried his bag, and gave him a fag
"Have you got a light, boy?"
"Here, where do you come from?"
"Gnome-man's land, hee, hee!"
"Oh, really?"
In the morning, when I woke up
He was sitting on the edge of my bed
With his brother, whose name was Fred
He'd brought him along to sing me a song
"Alright, let's hear it... 'ere, what's that clicking noise?"
"That's Fred, he's a metro-gnome, ha ha!"
Ha, ha, ha, hee, hee, hee
I'm a laughing gnome and you can't catch me
Ha, ha, ha, hee, hee, hee
I'm a laughing gnome and you can't catch me
"Oh now, I'm a gnome, anyway, ha ha!"
"Haven't you got a home to go to?"
"No, we are gnome-ads, he he!"
"Didn't they teach you to get your hair cut at school? You look like a rolling gnome."
"Nah, not at the London school of Eco-gnome-ics."
Now they're staying up me chimney
And we're living on caviar and honey (Hurray!)
'Cause they're earning me lots of money
Writing comedy prose for radio shows
"It's the, errrr... it's the gnome-service, yes, of course!"
Ha, ha, ha, hee, hee, hee
I'm a laughing gnome and you can't catch me
Ha, ha, ha, hee, hee, hee
(Oh, dear me...)
I'm a laughing gnome and you can't catch me
(One more time!)
Ha, ha, ha, hee, hee, hee
I'm a laughing gnome and you can't catch me
The London Boys lyrics - David Bowie
Bow Bells strike another night
Your eyes are heavy and your limbs all ache
You've bought some coffee, butter and bread
You can't make a thing cause the meter's dead
You moved away
Told your folks you're gonna stay away
Bright lights, Soho, Wardour street
You hope you make friends with the guys that you meet
Somebody shows you round
Now you've met the London boys
Things seem good again, someone cares about you
Oh, the first time that you tried a pill
You feel a little queasy, decidedly ill
You're gonna be sick, but you mustn't lose faith
To let yourself down would be a big disgrace
With the London boys, with the London boys
You're only seventeen, but you think you've grown
In the month you've been away from your parents' home
You take the pills too much
You don't give a damn about that jobs you've got
So long as you're with the London boys
A London boy, oh a London boy
Your flashy clothes are your pride and joy
A London boy, a London boy
You're crying out loud that you're a London boy
You think you've had a lot of fun
But you ain't got nothing, you're on the run
It's too late now, cause you're out there boy
You've got it made with the rest of the toys
Now you wish you'd never left your home
You've got what you wanted but you're on your own
With the London boys
Now you've met the London boys
Now you've met the London boys
Now you've met the London boys
Tired Of My Life lyrics - David Bowie
I don't know why
But I'm tired of my mind
Pain is over me, overloading
I don't know why
But you're trying to be kind
Take off your silver smile
Throw your head back and cry
I don't believe but I'm trying to decide
Which game is best for me, which can I bear
You don't perceive so I'm leading you away
Home were you've never been, non-returning
So cry
Throw a rock upon the road and it breaks into pieces
Shake a branch upon the snow and the sun is defeated
Pull the curtains on yesterday and it seems so much later
Put a bullet in my brain and I'll make all the papers
I don't know why
But I'm tired of my life
The clouds are in my eyes, overtaking
Toy (Your Turn To Drive) lyrics - David Bowie
Your turn to drive
Thick as a line, out of your mind
You need the time
You're sweet and you're tired, watching the line
Watching the line
You're making my songs, you're making my heart
Your turn to drive
It's all in the songs, it's all in your mind
Your turn to drive
Drive tonight
Drive tonight
You gotta drive
You gotta drive tonight
Drive tonight
Drive tonight
Your turn to drive
You're making my songs, you're making my heart
Your turn to drive
Thick as a line, out of your mind
Your turn to drive
Drive tonight
Drive tonight
You gotta drive
You gotta drive tonight
Drive tonight
Drive tonight
Tryin' To Get To Heaven lyrics - David Bowie
(originally by Bob Dylan)
The air is getting hotter
There's a rumbling in the sky
I've been wading through the high muddy water
With heat rising through my eyes
Every day, your memory grows dimmer
It doesn't hurt me like it did before
I've been walking through the middle of nowhere
Trying to get to Heaven before they close the door
Oh, hey, yeah
Oh, when I was in Missouri
They would not let me be
I had to leave there in a hurry
I only saw what they let me see
They broke the heart that loved you
Now you can seal up the book and not write anymore
I've been walking that lonesome valley
Trying to get to Heaven before they close the door
Oh, oh, yeah
Ooh, trying to get to Heaven
Before they close the door
Ooh, trying to get to Heaven
Before they close the door
Oh, people on the platforms
Waiting for the trains
I can hear their hearts are beating
Like pendulums swinging on a chain
When you think you lost everything
You find out you can lose a little more
I, I'm just going down the, that road feeling bad
Trying hard to get to Heaven before they close the door
Ooh, trying to get to Heaven
Before they close the door
Ooh, trying to get to Heaven
Before they close the door
Ooh
Oh-oh-oh
Ooh, trying to get to Heaven
Before they close the door
Ooh, trying to get to Heaven
Before they close the door
I'm going down the river
Going down to New Orleans
They tell me everything's gonna be alright
But I don't know what alright even means
I close my eyes and I wonder, boys
If everything is as hollow as it seems
I've been to Sugar Town, oh, shook the sugar down
Trying to get to Heaven before they close the door, hey
Ooh, trying to get to Heaven (Trying to get there)
Before they close the door (Woo, door)
Ooh, trying to get to Heaven (Trying to get to Heaven)
Before they close the door (And relive my dreams there)
Ooh, trying to get to Heaven
Before they close the door (I've been all around the world, boys)
Ooh, trying to get to Heaven
Before they close the door
Under Pressure lyrics - Queen & David Bowie
Mmm num ba de
Dum bum ba be
Doo buh dum ba beh beh
Pressure: pushing down on me
Pressing down on you, no man ask for
Under pressure that burns a building down
Splits a family in two
Puts people on streets
Um ba ba be
Um ba ba be
De day da
Ee day da
That's OK
That's the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends screaming
"Let me out!"
Tomorrow gets me higher
Pressure on people, people on streets
Day day de mm hm
Da da da ba ba
OK
Chippin' around, kick my brains 'round the floor
These are the days: it never rains but it pours
Ee do ba be
Ee da ba ba ba
Um bo bo
Be lap
People on streets
Ee da de da de
People on streets
Ee da de da de da de da
It's the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends screaming
"Let me out!"
Tomorrow gets me higher, higher, high!
Pressure on people, people on streets
Turned away from it all like a blind man
Sat on a fence, but it don't work
Keep coming up with love, but it's so slashed and torn
Why, why, why!?
Love, love, love, love, love
Insanity laughs under pressure
We're breaking
Can't we give ourselves one more chance?
Why can't we give love that one more chance?
Why can't we give love, give love, give love, give love, give love, give love, give love, give love, give love?
'Cause love's such an old-fashioned word
And love dares you to care for the people on the edge of the night
And love dares you to change our way of caring about ourselves
This is our last dance
This is our last dance
This is ourselves
Under pressure
Under pressure
Pressure
Under The God lyrics - David Bowie
(performed by Tin Machine)
Skin dance back at the condo
Skin heads getting to school
Beating on Blacks with a baseball bat
Racism back in rule
White trash picking up Nazi flags
While you was gone, there was war
This is the West, get used to it
They put a swastika over the door
Under the God, under the God
One step over the red line
Under the God, under the God
Ten steps over the crazy crazy
Washington heads in the toilet bowl
Don't see supremacist hate
Right wing dicks in their boiler suits
Picking out who to annihilate
Toxic jungle of Uzi trails
Tribesmen just wouldn't live here
Fascist flare is fashion cool
Well, you're dead, you just ain't buried, yet
Under the God, under the God
Oh yeah
Under the God, under the God
As the walls came tumbling down
So, the secrets that we shared
I believed you by the palace gates
Now the savage days are here
Under the God
Yeah, yeah
Mm, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Under the God, under the God
One step over the red line
Under the God, under the God
One step into the crazy, crazy
Crazy eyed man with a shot gun
Hot headed creep with a knife
Love and peace and harmony
Love you could cult with a life
Under the God, under the God
Raging down, raging down, down yeah
Under the God, under the God, oh
When I'm Five lyrics - David Bowie
When I'm five
I will wash my face and hands all by myself
When I'm five
I will chew and spit tobacco like my grandfather Jones
'Cause I'm only four and five is far away
When I'm five
I will read the magazines in mummy's drawer
When I'm five
I will walk behind the soldiers in the May Day parade
'Cause I'm only four and grown-ups walk too fast
Yesterday was horrid day, 'cause Raymond kicked my shin
And mummy says if I am good, she'll let me go to school in August
Daddy shouted loud at mummy and I dropped my toast at breakfast
And I laughed when Bonzo licked my face, because it tickled
I wonder why my daddy cries and how I wish that I was nearly five
When I'm five
I will catch a butterfly and eat it and I won't be sick
When I'm five
I will jump in puddles, laugh in church and marry my mum
And I'll let my daddy do the washing-up
If I close one eye, the people on that side can't see me
I get headaches in the morning and I rode on Freddie's tricycle
And everywhere was funny, when I ran down to the sweetshop
Then I fell and bleeded-up my knee and everybody soppied me
I saw a photograph of Jesus and I asked him if he'd make me five
I saw a photograph of Jesus and I asked him if he'd make me five
When I'm five
When I'm five
When I'm oah
White Light / White Heat lyrics - David Bowie
(originally by The Velvet Underground)
(White light) White light gonna drive me out of my brain
(White light) White light gonna make me feel so insane
(White light) White heat shapin' them down to my toes
(White light) White light's got it now, goodness knows
(White light) White light gonna drive me out of my mind
(White light) White light's surely gonna make me blind
(White light) White heat shaping way down to my toes
(White light) White light could kill me now, goodness knows
Oh, oh, white light
Oh, oh, white light
Oh, oh, white heat
Oh, oh, white heat
(White light) White light gonna drive me out of my brain
(White light) White light gonna make me feel so insane
(White light) White heat shapin' them down to my toes
(White light) White light's got it now, goodness knows
(White light) White light gonna drive me out of my mind
(White light) White light's surely gonna make me blind
(White light) White heat shaping way down to my toes
(White light) White light could kill me now, goodness knows
Oh, oh, white light
Oh, oh, white light
Oh, oh, white heat
Oh, oh, white heat
Oh, oh, white light
Oh, oh, white light
Oh, oh, white heat
Oh, oh, white heat
White light
Still feels right
What's that sound, what's that sound
Don't turn on, be dead or alive
No feeling
Here she comes
Ooh, yeah
(Oh, oh, oh, oh) Here she comes
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
(Ah, ah, ah, ah)
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