'Tis a Pity She Was a Whore David Bowie

Man, she punched me like a dude Hold your mad hands, I cried 'Tis a pity she was a whore 'Tis my curse, I suppose That was patrol That was patrol This is the war Black struck the kiss, she kept my cock

A Foggy Day In London Town David Bowie

I was a stranger in the city Out of town were the people I knew I had that feeling of self-pity What to do? What to do? What to do?

Sweet Head David Bowie

layin' in the dark and I'm far too young to lie I've got ninety-nine ways to play my guitar Its gonna play 'em in before I die {Chorus} So bob your sweet head Brother Ziggy gonna play I'm just a

It's Hard To Be A Saint In The City David Bowie

I had skin like leather and the diamond-hard look of a cobra I was born blue and weathered but I burst just like a super-nova I could walk like Brando into the sun, an' dance just like a Casanova With

Born In A UFO David Bowie

Born in a UFO She was born in a UFO I come to the glade and watch the saucer land She glided through the mist in a daylight skirt Booted her shoes like hooves in the dirt Her clutch bag reflected the sun

Sweet Head (Take 4) David Bowie

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 all right I'm your rubber peacock angelic whore I'm a wrought

The Informer David Bowie

I took the call I packed the bag I ride the train to the pick up point I'll be telling myself There was no other way That you brought it on yourself Now my heart's aflame At the end of your life It's

Nathan Adler David Bowie

Segue 1 Old Touchschriek 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

Segue - Nathan Adler (I) David Bowie

Old Touchschriek 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

Segue - Nathan Adler (Ver. #2) David Bowie

Old Touchschriek 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

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 grabber her golden

She Shook Me Cold (2015 Remastered Ver.) 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

Time (2013 Remastered Ver.) David Bowie

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

Time David Bowie

Time - He's waiting in the wings He speaks of senseless things His script is you and me, boy Time - He flexes like a whore Falls wanking to the floor His trick is you and me, boy Time - In

Drive-In Saturday David Bowie

he'd shrug and ask to stay She'd sigh like Twig the Wonder Kid (got got du aaah) And turn her face away She's uncertain if she likes him (got got du aaah aah aah) But she knows she really loves

Drive-In Saturday (2013 Remastered Ver.) David Bowie

book we can read up alone And try to get it on like once before When people stared in Jagger's eyes and scored Like the video films we saw His name was always buddy (got got do aaah aah aah) And he'd shrug

Drive In Saturday David Bowie

to bed Don't forget to turn on the light Don't laugh babe, it'll be alright Pour me out another phone I'll ring and see if your friends are home Perhaps the strange ones in the dome Can lend us a

Drive-In Saturday (1997 Remaster) David Bowie

let's go to bed Don't forget to turn on the light Don't laugh babe, it'll be alright Pour me out another phone I'll ring and see if your friends are home Perhaps the strange ones in the dome Can lend us a

God Knows I'm Good David Bowie

I was walking through the counters of a national concern And a cash machine was spitting by my shoulder And I saw the multitude of faces, honest, rich and clean As the merchandise exchanged and money

God Knows I'm Good (The Sunday Show) [Recorded 5.2.70] [2000 Remaster] David Bowie

Was walking through the counters of a national concern And a cash machine was spitting by my shoulder And I saw the multitude of faces, honest, rich and clean As the merchandise exchanged and money roared

Watch That Man (2013 Remastered Ver.) David Bowie

Shaky threw a party that lasted all night Everybody drank a lot of something nice There was an old fashioned band of married men Looking up to me for encouragement - it was so-so The ladies looked bad

Battle For Britain David Bowie

My my, but time do fly When it's in another pair of hands And a loser I will be For I've never been a winner In my life I used the sucker pills And pity for the self Though it's the animal in

Scary Monsters 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 She could've been a killer if she didn't walk the way she do, and she do She opened

Scary Monsters (And Super Creeps) (Single Version) 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 She could've been a killer if she didn't walk the way she do, and she do She opened

She'll Drive The Big Car David Bowie

She waited by the moon She was sick with fear and cold She felt too old for all of this Of course she never showed She lugged her suitcase to the bus Melted home through the snow North along riverside

She`ll Drive The Big Car David Bowie

She waited by the moon She was sick with fear and cold She felt too old for all of this Of course she never showed She lugged her suitcase to the bus Melted home through the snow North along riverside

Day In Day Out (Single Version) David Bowie

Day in, day out Stay in, fade out Day in Day out She was born in a handbag Love left on a doorstep What she lacks is a backup Nothing seems to make a dent Gonna find her some money honey Try to pay her

Remembering Marie A. David Bowie

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

Buzz The Fuzz David Bowie

Once there was a fellow and his name was Buzz He was just a rookie cop just a baby buzz He patrolled a sunset strip in the land of the free and the home of the hip He protected you and me

Scary Monsters (And Super Creeps) (Single Ver.) (2014 Remastered Ver.) 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

Never Let Me Down David Bowie

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

Because You're Young David Bowie

Psychodelicate girl - come out to play Little metal faced-boy - don't stay away They're so war-torn and resigned she can't talk any more What are they trying to prove?

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

Day In Day Out David Bowie

Day-In Day-Out Stay-In Fade-Out Day-In Oo Oo Day-Out Oo Oo Oo She was born in a handbag love left on a doorstep What she lacks is a backup nothing seems to make a dent Gonna find her some

Watch That Man David Bowie

Shakey threw a party that lasted all night Everybody drank a lot of something nice There was an old fashioned band of married men Looking up to me for encouragement - it was so-so The ladies

Here Today, Gone Tomorrow David Bowie

You're like a sailor with a girl on every shore Stay with them now for they won't see you any more Like a gypsy forever on the run Stay for a while, while ya look for a whore Like that sailor leaves

Day-In Day-Out David Bowie

Day-In Day-Out Stay-In Fade-Out Day-In Oo Oo Day-Out Oo Oo Oo She was born in a handbag love left on a doorstep What she lacks is a backup nothing seems to make a dent Gonna find her some money

John, I'm Only Dancing (Original Single Ver.) (2012 Remastered Ver.) David Bowie

Well Annie's pretty neat She always eats her meat Joey's almost strong Bet your life he's putting us on Oh lordy Oh lordy You know I need some loving Move me, touch me John, I'm only dancing She turns

John, I'm Only Dancing David Bowie

Well, Annie's pretty neat, she always eats her meat Joe is awful strong, bet your life he's putting us on Oh lordy, oh lordy, you know I need some loving Oh move me, touch me John, I'm only dancing

John I'm Only Dancing David Bowie

Well, Annie's pretty neat, she always eats her meat Joe is awful strong, bet your life he's putting us on Oh lordy, oh lordy, you know I need some loving I'm moving, touch me!

Criminal World David Bowie

see beneath your make-up What you want is sort of separation This is no ordinary This is no ordinary (Ah, ah, ah) What a criminal world The boys are like baby-faced girls What a criminal girl

Please Mr. Gravedigger 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

Please Mr.Gravedigger 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 Till the war came along and someone dropped a bomb on the lot

Dead Against It David Bowie

And when she drowns Within and in the fizzy gin, begins to sigh "Good God Oh My" I cry and die and lie beside She is the apple in my eye She talked to God I couldn't cope Or'd hope eloped A

Here Today Gone Tomorrow David Bowie

You're like a sailor with a girl on every shore Stay with them now for they won't see you any more Like a gypsy forever on the run Stay for a while, while ya look for a whore Like that sailor leaves, come

Growin' Up David Bowie

Well I stood stone like at midnight Suspended in my masquerade I combed my hair till it was just right And commanded the night brigade I was open to pain and crossed by the rain And I walked on a

Alternative Candidate (A Demo For Proposed 1984 Mu David Bowie

Well I stood stone like at midnight Suspended in my masquerade I combed my hair till it was just right And commanded the night brigade I was open to pain and crossed by the rain And I walked on a

Song For Bob Dylan David Bowie

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 a superbrain She'll scratch this world

Song For Bob Dylan (2015 Remastered Ver.) David Bowie

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 a superbrain She'll scratch this world

Little Toy Soldier David Bowie

Once upon a time there was a toy soldier And he lived in the playroom Once upon a time there was a toy soldier With a whiplash in his hand And every night little girl Sadie would take all her clothes