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David Bowie : Misc

  1. Ashes To Ashes
  2. Heroes
  3. The Man Who Sold The World
  4. Rebel Rebel
  5. Seven
  6. Young Americans

Ashes To Ashes

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Do you remember a guy that's been in such an early song
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I've heard a rumour from Ground Control, oh no, don't say it's true
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They got a message from the Action Man
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I'm happy, hope you're happy too
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I've loved and I've needed love, sordid details following
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The shrieking of nothing is killing me
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Just pictures of Jap girls in synthesis and I
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Ain't got no money and I ain't got no hair
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But I'm hoping to kick but the planet is glowing
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Ashes to ashes, funk to funky
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We know Major Tom's a junkie
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Strung out in heaven's high
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Hitting an all-time low |
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| Time and again I tell myself I'll stay clean tonight But the little green wheels are following me, oh no, not again I'm stuck with a valuable friend I'm happy, hope you're happy too One flash of light, but no smoking pistol I've never done good things I've never done bad things I never did anything out of the blue, whoa-oh-oh Want an axe to break the ice? Wanna come down right now? Ashes to ashes, funk to funky We know Major Tom's a junkie Strung out in heaven's high Hitting an all-time low
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My mother said to get things done
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You'd better not mess with Major Tom
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My mother said to get things done
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You'd better not mess with Major Tom
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My mother said to get things done
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You'd better not mess with Major Tom
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My mother said to get things done
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You'd better not mess with Major Tom |
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Heroes

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I, I will be king
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And you, you will be queen
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Though nothing will drive them away
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We can beat them, just for one day
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We can be heroes, just for one day
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And you, you can be mean
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And I, I'll drink all the time
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'Cause we're lovers, and that is a fact
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Yes we're lovers, and that is that
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Though nothing, will keep us together
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We could steal time, just for one day
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We can be heroes, for ever and ever What d'you say? I, I wish you could swim Like the dolphins, like dolphins can swim Though nothing, nothing will keep us together We can beat them, for ever and ever Oh we can be heroes, just for one day I, I will be king And you, you will be queen Though nothing will drive them away We can be heroes, just for one day We can be us, just for one day I, I can remember (I remember) Standing, by 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 side Oh we can beat them, for ever and ever Then we could be heroes, just for one day We can be heroes We can be heroes We can be heroes Just for one day We can be heroes We're nothing, and nothing will help us Maybe we're lying, then you better not stay But we could be safer, just for one day Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh

The Man Who Sold The World

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We passed upon the stair, we spoke in was and when
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Although I wasn't there, he said I was his friend
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Which came as a surprise, I spoke into his eyes
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I thought you died alone, a long long time ago
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Oh no, not me
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We never lost control
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You're face to face
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With the man who sold the world
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I laughed and shook his hand, and made my way back home
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I searched a foreign land, for years and years I roamed
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I gazed a gazeless stare, we walked a million hills
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I must have died alone, a long long time ago Who knows? Not me I never lost control You're face to face With the man who sold the world
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Who knows? Not me We never lost control You're face to face With the man who sold the world
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Rebel Rebel

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You've got your mother in a whirl She's not sure if you're a boy or a girl Hey babe, your hair's alright Hey babe, let's go out tonight You like me, and I like it all We like dancing and we look divine You love bands when they're playing hard You want more and you want it fast
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They put you down, they say I'm wrong
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You tacky thing, you put them on
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Rebel Rebel, you've torn your dress Rebel Rebel, your face is a mess Rebel Rebel, how could they know Hot tramp, I love you so |
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You've got your mother in a whirl Cause she's not sure if you're a boy or a girl Hey babe, your hair's alright Hey babe, let's stay out tonight You like me, and I like it all We like dancing and we look divine You love bands when they play it hard You want more and you want it fast They put you down, they say I'm wrong You tacky thing, you put them on Rebel Rebel, you've torn your dress Rebel Rebel, your face is a mess Rebel Rebel, how could they know Hot tramp, I love you so |
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Rebel Rebel, you've torn your dress Rebel Rebel, your face is a mess Rebel Rebel, how could they know Hot tramp, I love you so |
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You've torn your dress, your face is a mess You can't get enough, but enough ain't the test You've got your transmission and your live wire You got your cue line and a handful of 'ludes You wanna be there when they count up the dudes And I love your dress You're a juvenile success Because your face is a mess So how could they know? I said, how could they know? So what you wanna know, calamity's child? Child, child, where'd you wanna go? What can I do for you? Looks like you've been there too Cause you've torn your dress And your face is a mess Ooh, your face is a mess Ooh, ooh, so how could they know? Ha, ha, how could they know?

Seven

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I forgot what my father said
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I forgot what he said
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I forgot what my mother said
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As we lay upon your bed
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A city full of flowers
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A city full of rain
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I've got seven days to live my life
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Or seven ways to die I forgot what my brother said I forgot what he said I don't regret anything at all I remember how we wept On a bridge of violent people I was small enough to cry I've got seven days to live my life Or seven ways to die
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Hold my face before you
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Still my trembling heart I've got seven days to live my life Or seven ways to die
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The gods forgot they made me So I forgot them too I listen to their shadows I play among their graves My heart was never broken My patience never tried I've got seven days to live my life Or seven ways to die Seven days to live my life Or seven ways to die
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Seven, seven, seven Seven, seven, seven Seven, seven, seven

Young Americans

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They pulled in just behind the bridge He lays her down, he frowns Gee my life's a funny thing Am I still too young? He kissed her then and there She took his ring, took his babies It took him minutes, took her nowhere Heaven knows she'd have taken anything
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All night, she wants the young American
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Young American, young American, she wants the young American
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All right, but she wants the young American Scanning life through the picture window She finds the slinky vagabond He coughs as he passes her Ford Mustang Heaven forbid she'll take anything But the freak and his type, all for nothing Misses a step and cuts his hand Showing nothing he swoops like a song She cries, Where have all papa's heroes gone? All night, she wants the young American Young American, young American, she wants the young American All right, well she wants the young American All the way from Washington Her breadwinner begs of the bathroom floor Live for just these twenty years Do we have to die for the fifty more? All night, he wants the young American Young American, young American, he wants the young American All right, but he wants the young American |
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Do you remember your President Nixon?
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So you remember the bills you have to pay, or even yesterday?
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| Have you been the un-American Just you and your id singing falsetto 'bout Leather, leather everywhere and Not a myth left from the ghetto Well, well, well would you carry a razor? In case, just in case of depression Sit on your hands on a bus of survivors Blushing at all the afro-sheeners Ain't that close to love? Well ain't that poster love? Well it ain't that barbie doll Her heart's been broken just like you have
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All night, you want the young American
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Young American, young American, you want the young American
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All right, you want the young American You ain't a pimp and you ain't a hustler Pimps got a Caddy, lady got a Chrysler Black's got respect, white's got his soul train Mama's got cramps and look at your hands hey "I heard the news today, oh boy" I got suite and you got defeat Ain't there a man who could say no more Ain't there a woman I can sock on the jaw Ain't there a child I can hold without judging? Ain't there a pen that will write before they die? Ain't you proud that you've still got faces? And ain't there one damn song that can make me break down and cry? All night, I want the young American Young American, young American, I want the young American All right, I want the young American