David
Bowie - Life On Mars
It's a God awful small affairTo
the girl with the
mousey hair,But her mummy
is yelling, "No!"And her
daddy has told her to go,But
her friend is no where to be
seen.Now she walks through
her sunken dreamTo the
seats with the clearest
viewAnd she's hooked to the
silver screen,But the film
is sadd'ning boreFor
she's lived it ten times
or more.She could spit in
the eyes of foolsAs they
ask her to focus onSailorsFighting in the dance hall.Oh man!Look at those
cavemen go.It's the freakiest
show.Take a look at the
lawmanBeating up the wrong
guy.Oh man!Wonder if he'll
ever knowHe's in the best selling show.Is there life on
Mars?It's on America's tortured
browThat Mickey Mouse has grown up a cow.Now the workers
have struck for fame'Cause
Lennon's on sale
again.See the mice in their
million hordesFrom Ibeza
to the Norfolk Broads.Rule
Britannia is out of boundsTo my mother, my dog, and clowns,But the film
is a
sadd'ning bore'Cause I wrote
it ten times or
more.It's about to be writ
againAs I ask you to
focus onSailorsFighting
in the dance hall.Oh man!Look at those cavemen go.It's the
freakiest show.Take a look
at the lawmanBeating up
the wrong guy.Oh man!Wonder
if he'll ever
knowHe's in the best selling
show.Is there life
on Mars?
China Girl
(David Bowie/Iggy Pop)
I could escape this feeling,
with my China Girl
I feel a wreck without my,
little China Girl
I hear her heart beating,
loud as thunder
Saw they stars crashing
I'm a mess without my, little
China Girl
Wake up mornings where's
my, little China Girl
I hear her heart's beating,
loud as thunder
Saw they stars crashing
down
I feel a-tragic like I'm
Marlon Brando
When I look at my China
Girl
I could pretend that nothing
really meant too much
When I look at my China
Girl
I stumble into town just
like a sacred cow
Visions of swastikas in
my head
Plans for everyone
It's in the whites of my
eyes
My little China Girl
You shouldn't mess with
me
I'll ruin everything you
are
I'll give you television
I'll give you eyes of blue
I'll give you men who want
to rule the world
And when I get excited
My little China Girl says
Oh baby just you shut your
mouth
She says ... sh-sh-shhh
Julie
Julie
Oh
And I know
Like a mirror, Sunday morning
When the dark clouds hung
above
I saw you kneeling 'neath
a garden
I saw the grim and stood
above
What kind of meaning in a
gun shot
It doesn't matter what they
say
I never felt I aimed at
no one
And who's gonna take the
gun away
Julie
Pretend for me
That I'm someone in your
life
Julie
I'm yours till the end
All the days and memories
I'm not a man of single reason
It's in every single man
This beat of jealous retribution
And every spurned heart
makes its plan
Well, I know that you really
loved him
And I know that if there's
a God above
Through million times we'll
remember
How the trail slips away
Julie
Pretend for me
Even only for a while
Julie
My soul is on the line
All the days and memories
Julie
Remember me
All the days of your life
Julie
I'm lost over you
Passion always ends this
way
End this way
Ziggy Stardust
Ziggy played guitar, jammin'
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 th break our balls
Just a 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 was 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
Ziggy Played Guitar
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