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Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Life On Mars? - Lyrics - Santa Monica '72 (Live) - David Bowie

Title: Life On Mars?
Album: Santa Monica '72 (Live)
Artist: David Bowie
Composer(s): David Jones

Lyric:
It's a god-awful small affair
To the girl with the mousy hair
But her mummy is yelling "No"
And her daddy has told her to go

But her friend is nowhere to be seen
Now she walks through her sunken 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 her to focus on

Sailors fighting in the dance hall
Oh man! look at those cavemen go
It's the freakiest show

Take a look at the lawman
Beating up the wrong guy
Oh man! Wonder if he'll ever know
He's in the best selling show
Is there life on Mars?

It's on Amerika's tortured brow
That 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 hordes
From Ibeza to the norfolk broads
Rule Britannia is out of bounds
To my mother, my dog, and clowns

But the film is a saddening bore
'Cause I wrote it ten times or more
It's about to be writ again
As I ask you to focus on

Sailors fighting in the dance hall
Oh man! Look at those cavemen go
It's the freakiest show

Take a look at the Lawman
Beating up the wrong guy
Oh man! Wonder if he'll ever know
He's in the best selling show
Is there life on Mars?

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Sunday, August 15, 2010

The Supermen - Lyrics - Santa Monica '72 (Live) - David Bowie

Title: The Supermen
Album: Santa Monica '72 (Live)
Artist: David Bowie
Composer(s): David Jones

Lyric:
When all the world was very young
And mountain magic heavy hung
The supermen would walk in file
Guardians of a loveless isle

And gloomy browed with super-fear
Their tragic endless lives
Could heave nor sigh in solemn, perverse serenity
Wondrous beings chained to life

Strange games they would play then
No death for the perfect men
Life rolls into one for them
So softly a super-god cries

Where all were minds in uni-thought
Powers weird by mystics taught
No pain, no joy, no power too great
Colossal strength to grasp a fate

Where sad-eyed mermen tossed in slumbers
Nightmare dreams no mortal mind could hold
A man would tear his brother's flesh
A chance to die to turn to mold

Far out in the red sky
Far out from the sad eyes
Strange, mad celebration
So softly a super-god cries

Far out in the red sky
Far out from the sad eyes
Strange, mad celebration
So softly a super-god dies

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Tuesday, August 10, 2010

John Im Only Dancing - Lyrics - Santa Monica '72 (Live) - David Bowie

Title: John Im Only Dancing
Album: Santa Monica '72 (Live)
Artist: David Bowie
Composer(s): David Robert Jones

Lyric:
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
She turns me on, but I'm only dancing
She turns me on, don't get me wrong
I'm only dancing

Oh, shadow love was quick and clean, life's a well-thumbed machine
I saw you watching from the stairs, you're everyone that ever cared
Oh, Lordy, oh Lordy, you know I need some loving
Move me, touch me

John, I'm only dancing
She turns me on, but I'm only dancing
She turns me on, but don't get me wrong
I'm only dancing

John, I'm only dancing
She turns me on, but I'm only dancing
She turns me on, but don't get me wrong
I'm only dancing

Dancing
Won't someone dance with me?
Touch me, ohh

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Saturday, August 7, 2010

Andy Warhol - Lyrics - Santa Monica '72 (Live) - David Bowie

Title: Andy Warhol
Album: Santa Monica '72 (Live)
Artist: David Bowie
Composer(s): David Robert Jones

Lyric:
{This is Andy Warhol and it's take one, take one
It's, it's Warhol actually
What did I say?
Whole, it's whole as in wholes
Aa, Andy Warhol
Wah, Andy Warhol, Andy Warhol
Like whole hub
Andy Warhol like what?
He, ha
Are you ready?
Yeah, ha ha ha}

Like to take a cement fix
Be a standing cinema
Dress my friends up just for show
See them as they really are

Put a peephole in my brain
Two new pence to have a go
I'd like to be a gallery
Put you all inside my show

Andy Warhol looks a scream
Hang him on my wall, oh oh, oh oh
Andy Warhol, silver screen
Can't tell them apart at all, oh oh, oh oh oh

Andy walking, Andy tired
Andy take a little snooze
Tie him up when he's fast asleep
Send him on a pleasant cruise
(Hm hm hm)

When he wake up on the sea
He sure to think of me and you
He'll think about paint and he'll think about glue
What a jolly boring thing to do

Andy Warhol looks a scream
Hang him on my wall, oh oh, oh oh
Andy Warhol, silver screen
Can't tell them apart at all, oh oh, oh oh

Andy Warhol looks a scream
Hang him on my wall, oh oh, oh oh
Andy Warhol, silver screen
Can't tell them apart at all, oh oh, oh oh

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Monday, August 16, 2010

Queen Bitch - Lyrics - Santa Monica '72 (Live) - David Bowie

Title: Queen Bitch
Album: Santa Monica '72 (Live)
Artist: David Bowie
Composer(s): David Robert Jones

Lyric:
Ah yeah
Oh yeah

I'm up on the eleventh floor
And I'm watching the cruisers below
He's down on the street
And he's try hard to pull sister Flo

Oh, my heart's in the basement
My weekend's at an all time low
'Cause she's hoping to score
So I can't see her letting him go

Walk out of her heart
Walk out of her mind
Oh, not her

She's so swishy in her satin and tat
In her frock coat and bipperty-bopperty hat
Oh God, I could do better than that
Oh, yeah

She's an old-time ambassador
Of sweet talking, night walking games
And she's known in the darkest clubs
For pushing ahead of the dames

If she says she can do it
Then she can do it, she don't make false claims
But she's a queen and such a queen
Such a laughter is sucked in their brains

Now she's leading him on
And she'll lay him right down
Yes, she's leading him on
And she'll lay him right down

But it could have been me
Yes, it could have been me
Why didn't I say, why didn't I say?
No, no, no

She's so swishy in her satin and tat
In her frock coat and bipperty-bopperty hat
Oh God, I could do better than that

So I lay down a while
And I gaze at my hotel wall
Oh, the cot is so cold
It don't feel like no bed at all

Yeah, I lay down a while
And look at my hotel wall
And he's down on the street
So I throw both his bags down the hall

And I'm phoning a cab
'Cause my stomach feels small
There's a taste in my mouth
And it's no taste at all

It could have been me
Oh yeah, it could have been me
Why didn't I say, why didn't I say?
No, no, no

She's so swishy in her satin and tat
In her frock coat and bipperty-bopperty hat
Oh God, I could do better than that
Oh

You betcha
Oh yeah
Uh hu
Mmm

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