David Bowie (original) (raw)
And who can bear to be forgotten, and who can bear to be forgotten
Never look back, walk tall, act fine
She asked me to stay and I stole her room. She asked for my love and I gave her a dangerous mind.
Ain't there one damn song that can make me break down and cry?
Is it nice in your snow storm, freezing your brain?
It's a crash course for the ravers It's a Drive-in Saturday
To be right in that photograph Andy where's my fifteen minutes
Same old thing in brand new drag, comes sweeping into view, oh-ooh
I'm a man with a beat in my pocket. I'm going down to the rhythm of love
Are you OK? You've been shot in the head, and I'm holding your brains," the old woman said
Elvis is English and climbs the hills. Can't tell the bullshit from the lies.
