The Voyeur of Utter Destruction (As Beauty) David Bowie

I shake And stare the sun Till my eyes burn I shake At the mothers Brutal vermin I shake And stare At the watery moon With the same desire As the sober Philistine Worm, the pain and

Voyeur Depswa

I see you coming in And it's as if I've been awakened Maybe you were born for me And I'm feeling so alive and I'm overcome with pleasure So deep in fantasy And It's taken all I have not to give myself

Beauty And The Beast David Bowie

Weaving down a byroad, singing the song That's my kind of highrolling gone wrong My-my Smile at least You can't say no to the Beauty and the Beast Something in the night Something in the day Nothing

Man In The Middle David Bowie

Like an inventor He is a symbol of a new age He glides above the realms Of you and me He flows through your life And makes you feel quite small You may sit up in your chair He doesn't care at

As The World Falls Down David Bowie

There's such a sad love Deep in your eyes, a kind of pale jewel Open and closed within your eyes I'll place the sky within your eyes There's such a fooled heart Beating so fast in search of new

Wild Eyed Boy From Freecloud David Bowie

wooden shaft Folds the rope Into its bag Blows his pipe of smolders Blankets smoke into the room And the day will end for some As the night begins for one Staring through the message in his eyes

Wild Eyed Boy From Freecloud (Sounds of the 70s - Andy Ferris) [Recorded 25.3.70) [2000 Remaster] David Bowie

wooden shaft Folds the rope into its bag Blows his pipe of smolders, blankets smoke into the room And the day will end for some as the night begins for one Staring through the message in his eyes, lies

All The Madmen David Bowie

They send my friends away To mansions cold and grey To the far side of town Where the thin men stalk the streets While the sane stay underground. Day after day.

An Occasional Dream David Bowie

I recall how we lived On the corner of a bed And we'd speak of a Swedish room Of hessian and wood And we'd talk with our eyes Of the sweetness in our lives And tomorrows of rich surprise...

The Wild Eyed Boy From Freecloud David Bowie

the covered wooden shaft Folds the rope Into its bag Blows his pipe of smolders Blankets smoke into the room And the day will end for some As the night begins for one Staring through the message

Word On A Wing David Bowie

IN THIS AGE OF GRAND DELUSION YOU WALKED INTO MY LIFE OUT OF MY DREAMS I DON'T NEED ANOTHER CHANGE, STILL YOU FORCED AWAY INTO MY SCHEME OF THINGS YOU SAY WE'RE GROWING, GROWING HEART AND SOUL

The Dreamers David Bowie

Black eyed ravens They spiral down They tilt his head back To the flame filled sunset Raise their guns high As the darken falls These are the days boys Shallow man Shallow man (shallow man) and

The Cygnet Committee David Bowie

I bless you madly Sadly as I tie my shoes. I love you badly Just in time,at times,I guess. Because of you I need to rest, Because it's you that sets the test.

Cygnet Committee David Bowie

I bless you madly, sadly as I tie my shoes I love you badly, just in time, at times, I guess Because of you I need to rest Because it's you that sets the test So much has gone and little is new

Cygnet Committee (The Sunday Show - Recorded 5.2.70) [2000 Remaster] David Bowie

I bless you madly, sadly as i tie my shoes I love you badly, just in time, at times, i guess Because of you i need to rest Because it's you that sets the test So much has gone and little is new And as

The Prettiest Star David Bowie

Cold fire, you've got everything but cold fire You will be my rest and peace child I moved up to take a place near you So tired, it's the sky that makes you feel tired It's a trick to make you

The Prettiest Star (1997 Remaster) David Bowie

Cold fire, you've got everything but cold fire You will be my rest and peace child I moved up to take a place near you So tired, it's the sky that makes you feel tired It's a trick to make you see wide

The Prettiest Star (2013 Remastered Ver.) David Bowie

Cold fire, you've got everything but cold fire You will be my rest and peace child I moved up to take a place near you So tired, it's the sky that makes you feel tired It's a trick to make you see wide

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

All The Madmen (2015 Remastered Ver.) David Bowie

"Day after day They send my friends away To mansions cold and grey To the far side of town Where the thin men stalk the streets While the sane stay underground Day after day They tell me I can go They

Voyeur (Album Version) Depswa

I see you coming in And it's as if I've been awakened Maybe you were born for me And I'm feeling so alive and I'm overcome with pleasure So deep in fantasy And It's taken all I have not to give myself

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

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

Love Is Lost David Bowie

It's the darkest hour you're 22 The voice of youth the hour of dread It's the darkest hour and your voice is new Love is lost and lost is love Your country's new your friends are new Your house and even

Baal's Hymn David Bowie

sky, a sky that will go on forever Formed a blanket for his nakedness And that lusty girl, the world, who'll laughing yield To the men who'll stand the pressure of her thighs Sometimes gave him love-bites

Future Legend David Bowie

And in the death, as the last few corpses lay rotting in the slimy thoroughfare, the shutters lifted an inch in Temperance Building high on Poacher's Hill.

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

man look pretty" The cripple on the corner cried out "Penny, nickels for your pity" Them gasoline boys down-town, they sure talk gritty It's so hard to be a saint in the city I was the king of the

O Superman David Bowie

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?

My Death David Bowie

My death waits like an old rou 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 Weep loud for that and the passing

Teenage Wildlife David Bowie

well how come you only want tomorrow with its promise of something hard to do a real life adventure worth more than pieces of gold blue skies above and sun on your arms strength in your stride and

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?

London Bye Ta-Ta David Bowie

bye ta-ta Strange young town London bye ta-ta brought me down Don't like your new face that's not nice Got to go far, far London bye ta-ta Gigi, Gigi take me away Gigi, Gigi take me today The

Dancing In The Street David Bowie

, oh It doesn't matter what you wear, just as long as you are there So come on, every guy, grab a girl, everywhere, around the world They'll be dancing, dancing in the street It's an invitation

Boss Of Me David Bowie

be the boss of me We fly through the night The tears on your lips Life has your mind and soul It spins on your hips Who'd have ever thought of it Who'd have ever dreamed Who'd have ever thought of it

Sweet Head (Take 4) 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 By the faggy parks and the burnt out vans I've got ninety-nine years of laying

Sweet Head David Bowie

I try to break away from you From the spics and blacks and the gum you chew Where the posters are torn by the muggin' gangs...

Magic Dance David Bowie

You remind me of the baby What baby? the baby with the power What power? power of voodoo Who do? you do Do what?

China Girl David Bowie

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

China Girl David Bowie

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 ness without my, little china

China Girl (Single Version) David Bowie

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 their stars crashing I'm a mess without my Little China Girl

China Girl (Single Ver.) (2014 Remastered Ver.) David Bowie

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 their stars crashing I'm a mess without my Little China Girl

Where Are We Now? David Bowie

Had to get the train From Potzdamer platz You never knew that that I could do that Just walking the dead Sitting in the jungle On Nurnberger strasse A man lost in time near KaDeWe

1984/Dodo (2003 Digital Remaster) David Bowie

Someday they won't let you but now you must agree The times they are a telling and the changing isn't free. You've read it in the tealeaves the tracks are on T.V.

I Have Not Been To Oxford Town David Bowie

Baby Grace is the victim She was 14 years of age And the wheels are turning, turning For the finger points at me All's well But I have not been to Oxford Town All's well But I have not been

Ballad of The Adventurers David Bowie

Sickened by sun, with rainstorms lashing him rotten A looted wreath crowning his tangled hair Every moment of his youth apart from its dream was forgotten Gone the roof overhead, but the sky was

Goodbye Mr Ed David Bowie

The ghost of Manhattoes Shrieking as they fall from AT&T Someone sees it all Goodbye Mr.

Life On Mars David Bowie

dream To the seat with the clearest view And she's hooked to the silver screen But the film is a saddening bore For she's lived it ten times or more She could spit in the eyes of fools As they ask

Life on Mars ? David Bowie

dream To the seat with the clearest view And she's hooked to the silver screen But the film is a saddening bore For she's lived it ten times or more She could spit in the eyes of fools As they ask