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David Bowie Other

I've nothing much to offer There's nothing much to take I'm an absolute beginner And I'm absolutely sane As long as we're together The rest can go to

who drinks And he drinks and he drinks And he drinks once again He'll drink to the health Of the whores of Amsterdam Who've given their bodies To a thousand other

Question-time that says I brought dishonor My head's bowed in shame It seems that I've blackened the family name Mother says that she can't stand the

, no no, didn't hear it from me She's quite enthralled with her childhood of yore When a unit was a figure, not a she When lovers chose each other,

the wall (by the wall) And the guns shot above our heads (over our heads) And we kissed, as though nothing could fall (nothing could fall) And the shame was on the other

My death waits like an old roue 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

the insects in She leaves a trail of honey to show me where she's been She has the blood of reptile just underneath her skin Seeds from a thousand others

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

Pressure pushing down on me Pressing down on you no man ask for Under pressure That burns a building down Splits a family in two Puts people on streets