: (Bowie/Gabrels/H. Sales/T. Sales) Ooo-oo-oo-oh, oo-oo-oo-oh Ooo-oo-oo-oh, oo-oo-ooo The last days were the meanest Leanest days of our lives You
: (Bowie/Gabrels) Just the twinkling lights of heaven Two reflections on the sparkling water Hand in hand in love with love uh-huh I love the cheap
: (Bowie/Gabrels) Hey-hey it's the tall sail on On a beach reach for Java Make way for to Java Watching for Boogies Hey-hey it's a dreaming I would
: (Bowie/ Gabrels) Till the sun blisters and sprays And every lamb ceases to graze When the kiss of the comb Tears my face from the bone CHORUS I'll
: (Bowie/Gabrels/H. Sales/T. Sales) Beauty shrieks "Beast in booties" Coming home so lay the table Look at you calling shots Call you over under out
: (H. Sales/Bowie) I'm going home I've been gone much too long She said she missed me Since I been gone I'll be back soon Ain't no doubt 'Cause she
: (Ferry) If there is something That I might find Look around corners Try to find peace of mind, I say "Where would you go If you were me? Trying to
: (Bowie/Gabrels) Baby Baby Baby Baby Baby (getting) Baby (care) Baby (talking) Baby (well) Baby (thinking) Baby (walk) Baby (lost) Baby (found) Baby
: (H. Sales) Time is tight love always gets in the way I'm sorry Didn't mean to hurt you but I always do I'm sorry I'm so sorry I'm so sorry I'm sorry
H.Sales/R.Gabrels) Tin machine Tin machine Take me anywhere somewhere without alcohol Or goons with muddy hair Tin machine Tin machine Tin machine Tin machine
: (Bowie/Gabrels) Between the dead ring ash of extreme defence The lonely groups of company boys Snapping pictures of scrawny limbs and toothy grins
: (Bowie) To meet her once just to know it through and through I know, I know But it ain't finished till the fat lady sings I know, I know How can
: (D.Bowie) Oh come all you children Don't grab that scabby hand It belongs to Mr. Sniff and tell It belongs to the candyman Don't whore your little
: (D.Bowie/R.Gabrels) I can't read and I can't write down I don't know a book from countdown I don't care which shadow gets me All I've got is someone
: (D.Bowie) Skin dance back-a-the condo Skin heads getting to school Beating on Blacks with a baseball bat Racism back in rule White trash picking
: (D.Bowie/R.Gabrels) There's a cry that is heard in the city From Vivian at Pentecost Lane A shriekin' and dancing till 4 am Another night of muscles
: (J.Lennon) As soon as you're born they make you feel small By giving you no time instead of it all Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all
: (D.Bowie) Think about the good things Think about the bad things Think about a reason to see you tonight Something getting hard when you rock it
