Dead Man Walking David Bowie

than dreams Let me fly, fly, fly While I'm touching tomorrow And I know who's there When silhouettes fall And I'm gone like I'm dancing on angels And I'm gone thru' the crack in the past Like a dead

Dead Man Walking David Bowie

than dreams Let me fly, fly, fly While I'm touching tomorrow And I know who's there When silhouettes fall And I'm gone like I'm dancing on angels And I'm gone thru' the crack in the past Like a dead

Where Are We Now? David Bowie

Had to get the train From Potzdamer platz You never knew that that I could do that Just walking the dead Sitting in the jungle On Nurnberger strasse A man lost in time near KaDeWe

Dead Man Walking (Moby Mix 2 Us Promo 12") David Bowie

He swivels his head, tears his eyesfrom the screenAs his past puts him back inAtlantic CityThere's not even a demon inheaven or hellIs it all just human disguise as Iwalk down the aisleAnd I'm gone...

The Jean Genie David Bowie

A small Jean Genie snuck off to the city Strung out on lasers and slash back blazers Ate all your razors while pulling the waiters Talking bout Monroe and walking on Snow White New York's a go-go

The Jean Genie (1997 Remaster) David Bowie

A small Jean Genie snuck off to the city Strung out on lasers and slash back blazers Ate all your razors while pulling the waiters Talking bout Monroe and walking on Snow White New York's a go-go and everything

The Jean Genie (2013 Remastered Ver.) David Bowie

A small Jean Genie snuck off to the city Strung out on lasers and slash back plazas Ate all your razors while pulling the waiters Talking bout Monroe and walking on Snow White New York's a go-go and

Waiting For The Man David Bowie

I'm waiting for the man Twenty six dollars in my hand Up to Lexington, One Two Five So sick and dirty more dead than alive I'm waiting for the man Hey white boy, what you doing uptown?

I'm Waiting For The Man David Bowie

David Bowie---I'm Waiting For The Man Words and music by Lou Reed I'm waiting for the man Twenty six dollars in my hand Up to Lexington, One Two Five So sick and dirty more dead than alive I'm waiting

Jean Genie David Bowie

A small Jean Genie snuck off to the city Strung out on lasers and slash back plazas Ate all your razors while pulling the waiters Talking bout Monroe and walking on Snow White New York's a go-go and

Candidate (Demo) David Bowie

Inside every teenage girl is a fountain Inside every young pair of pants there's a mountain Inside every mothers eyes is Tommy Tinkers bed Inside every candidate waits a grateful dead I make it a

Law David Bowie

I don't want knowledge I want certainty On the street A man shouts out loud A wallet drops And money flies into the midday sun With this sound With this sound WIth this sound mark the ground

Dead Against It David Bowie

eye She talked to God I couldn't cope Or'd hope eloped A dope she roped This salty lie And when she's dreaming, I believe And when she's reading, I retreat Can't believe her Telling me she's dead

Bleed Like A Craze, Dad David Bowie

Shine shine shine Shine shine shine Shine shine shine Shine shine shine Shine shine shine Bleeds like a craze, Dad These are the Krays Easy come Come, gather that Gather valium of your dead

Silly Boy Blue David Bowie

Mountains of Lhasa are feeling the rain People are walking the Botella lanes Preacher takes the school One boy breaks a rule Silly Boy Blue, silly Boy Blue Yak butter statues that melt in the

Silly Boy Blue (John Peel - Top Gear) [Recorded 13.5.68] David Bowie

Mountains of Lhasa are feeling the rain People are walking the Botella lanes Preacher takes the school One boy breaks a rule Silly Boy Blue, silly Boy Blue Yak butter statues that melt in the sun Cannot

Silly Boy Blue (Alternative Ending Mix) David Bowie

Mountains of Lhasa are feeling the rain People are walking the Botella lanes Preacher takes the school One boy breaks a rule Silly boy blue, blue, silly boy blue Yak butter statues that melt in the sun

Bars of The County Jail David Bowie

horse through many a town But the devil rode me down to the ground I was to marry a very rich girl I loved her as only I can But the father was shot and his gold was stoled And now I'm the devil's man

Ching-A-Ling David Bowie

While walking on Red Roosters Lawn A char-faced man I'd spy He blew into his handkerchief And stuttered as he sighed I wish I'd play the doodah horn The doodah horn is fine I'd sell my house and

We Are The Dead David Bowie

but I love you in your funky pumps And your nimble dress betrayals Oh, dress yourself, my urchin one, for I hear them on the rails Because of all we've seen, because of all we've said We are the dead

Please Mr. Gravedigger David Bowie

used to be Lambeth's finest array Of tombstones, epitaphs, wreaths, flowers all that jazz Til the war came along and someone dropped a bomb on the lot And in this little yard, there's a little old man

Please Mr.Gravedigger David Bowie

It used to be lambeth's finest array Of tombstones, epitaphs, wreaths, flowers all that jazz Till the war came along and someone dropped a bomb on the lot And in this little yard, there's a little old man

Changes David Bowie

I still don't know what I was waiting for And my time was running wild A million dead-end streets Every time I thought I'd got it made It seemed the taste was not so sweet So I turned myself to

Changes (1997 Remaster) David Bowie

I still don't know what I was waiting for And my time was running wild A million dead-end streets Every time I thought I'd got it made It seemed the taste was not so sweet So I turned myself to face me

Changes (2015 Remastered Ver.) David Bowie

I still don't know what I was waiting for And my time was running wild A million dead end streets Every time I thought I'd got it made It seemed the taste was not so sweet So I turned myself to face me

Changes (2014 Remastered Ver.) David Bowie

I still don't know what I was waiting for And my time was running wild A million dead-end streets Every time I thought I'd got it made It seemed the taste was not so sweet So I turned myself to face

Shadow Man David Bowie

There's a man back a-ways Who believes at where he is And there's a girl Up ahead who says she knows And the street overflows With the folk who understand But for the guy who can't be seen

Shadow Man David Bowie

There's a man back a-ways Who believes at where he is And there's a girl Up ahead who says she knows And the street overflows With the folk who understand But for the guy who can't

Karma Man David Bowie

He's clogged and clothed in saffron robes His beads are all he owns Slow down, slow down Someone must have said that slowed him down Slow down, slow down It's pictured on the arms of the Karma Man

Law (Earthlings On Fire) David Bowie

I don't want knowledge, I want certainty I don't want knowledge, I want certainty I don't want knowledge, I want certainty In the street a man shouts out loud A wallet drops and money flies into

A Small Plot Of Land David Bowie

Poor soul Spit upon that Poor soul He never knew what hit him And it hit him so Poor dunce He pushed back the pigmen The Barbs laughed The fool is dead Poor dunce He's less than within

Baal's Hymn David Bowie

round He felt twice the thrill, despite the lack of room "Space enough" said Baal, "then I'll thicken the ground Space enough within this woman's womb" Any vice for Baal has got its useful side It's the man

Do Anything You Say David Bowie

I'm Two by two, they go walking by Hand in hand, they watch me cry [Two by two, hand in hand] Lonely nights, I dream you're there Morning sun and you're gone [Lonely nights, morning sun] [Maybe

Cracked Actor David Bowie

cause you just got paid Crack, baby, crack, show me you're real Smack, baby, smack, is all that you feel Suck, baby, suck, give me your head Before you start professing that you're knocking me dead

Running Gun Blues David Bowie

I slash them cold,I kill them dead I broke the gooks,I cracked their heads I'll bomb them out from under the beds But now I've got the running gun blues It seems the peacefuls stopped the war Left

Running Gun Blues (2015 Remastered Ver.) David Bowie

I'm not so tidy So I better get away, better make it today I've cut twenty-three down since Friday But I can't control it, my face is drawn My instinct still emotes it I slash them cold, I kill them dead

The Stars (Are Out Tonight) David Bowie

Stars are never sleeping Dead ones and the living We live closer to the earth Never to the heavens The stars are never far away Stars are out tonight They watch us from behind their shades Brigitte Jack

Columbine David Bowie

Columbine, my prayer design I see you see me standing on my own Is it you that I'm walking through? Should I retrace my point of view? I'm left in clouded dreams of finding who?

Cactus David Bowie

I miss your kissing and I miss your head And a letter in your writing doesn't mean you're not dead Just run outside in the desert heat Make your dress all wet and send it to me I miss your soup and

Slip Away David Bowie

I miss your kissing and I miss your head And a letter in your writing doesn't mean you're not dead Just run outside in the desert heat Make your dress all wet and send it to me I miss your soup and

I Keep Forgettin' David Bowie

you don't love me no more I keep forgetting bout those heartbreaking nights And those heartbreaking things That you said Though I know in my heart We're drifting apart I can't believe that our love is dead

Fly David Bowie

The television's on But I'm walking through the yard The house is fast asleep But I'm crying in my car Dying for the weekend The kids are alright But they don't smile much They sit up in their carriage

Opening Titles Including Underground David Bowie

It's only forever Not long at allLost and lonely No one can blame you For walking away Too much rejection No love injection Life can be easy It's not always swell Don't tell me

Shining Star David Bowie

Eddie boy lit like paraffin spending two weeks in a crack house Burns on his brain like Chernobyl Dean was seen with a two bag purchase He was lying dead on his mother's bed Someone for pray

Changes (1999 Digital Remaster) David Bowie

I still don't know what I was waiting for And my time was running wild A million dead-end streets Every time I thought I'd got it made It seemed the taste was not so sweet So I turned myself to face

Watch That Man David Bowie

so it wasn't a game Cracking all the mirrors in shame Watch That Man! Oh Honey Watch That Man He talks like a jerk but he could eat you with a fork and spoon Watch That Man!

Suffragette City (2012 Remastered Ver.) David Bowie

Hey man, oh leave me alone you know Hey man, oh Henry, get off the phone, I gotta Hey man, I gotta straighten my face This mellow thighed chick Just put my spine out of place Hey man, my schooldays insane

Suffragette City David Bowie

Hey man, oh leave me alone you know Hey man, oh Henry, get off the phone, I gotta Hey man, I gotta straighten my face This mellow thighed chick just put my spine out of place Hey man, my schooldays

Suffragette City (1997 Remaster) David Bowie

Hey man, oh leave me alone you know Hey man, oh Henry, get off the phone, I gotta Hey man, I gotta straighten my face This mellow thighed chick just put my spine out of place Hey man, my schooldays insane

Laughing Gnome David Bowie

No one can blame you for walking away But too much rejection, uh huh...