Maid of Bond Street David Bowie

This girl is made of lipstick Powder and paint Sees the pictures of herself Every magazine on every shelf This girl is maid of Bond Street Hailing cabs, lunches with executives Gleaming teeth

Love Is Lost David Bowie

It's the darkest hour you're 22 The voice of youth the hour of dread It's the darkest hour and your voice is new Love is lost and lost is love Your country's new your friends are new Your house and even

It's Hard To Be A Saint In The City David Bowie

my black-jack and jacket and my hair slicked sweet Silver studs on my duds just like a Harley in heat When I strut down the street I can hear its' heartbeat The sisters fell back and said "Don't that

Dancing In The Street David Bowie

streets They're dancing in Chicago Down in New Orleans In New York City All we need is music, sweet music There'll be music everywhere They'll be swinging, swaying, records playing, Dancing in the street

Pablo Picasso David Bowie

log Pablo's feeling better now Hanging by his finger nails Well some people try to pick up girls They get called assholes This never happened to Pablo Picasso The girls would turn the colour of

Dancing In The Street (With Mick Jagger) (2014 Remastered Ver.) David Bowie

Calling out around the world Are you ready for a brand new beat Summer's here and the time is right For dancing in the street dancing in Chicago Down in New Orleans In New York City All we need is music

Queen Bitch David Bowie

I'm up on the eleventh floor Watching the cruisers below My heart's in the basement My weekend's at an all time low He's down on the street And he's trying hard to pull sister Flo As she's hoping

You Feel So Lonely You Could Die David Bowie

No one ever saw you moving through the dark Leaving slips of paper somewhere in the park Hidden from your friends stealing all they knew Love is thrown in airless rooms then vile rewards for you And I'm

Candidate David Bowie

I'll make you deal, like any other candidate We'll pretend we're walking home 'cause your futures at stake My scent is amazing, it even smells like a street There's a bar at the end where I can meet

Queen Bitch (2015 Remastered Ver.) David Bowie

I'm up on the eleventh floor And I'm watching the cruisers below He's down on the street And he's trying hard to pull sister Flo Oh, my heart's in the basement My weekend's at an all time low 'Cause

I Dig Everything David Bowie

dig everything Dig I feed the lions in Trafalgar Square and I dig everything I've sit just behind my window, till my cigarettes were low and dug everything Got a backstreet room in the bad part of

I Feel Free David Bowie

Dear when I dance with you We move like the sea You, you're all I want to know I feel free I feel free I can walk down the street There's no one there The pavement is one huge crowd I can drive down the

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

Port of Amsterdam (The Sunday Show) [Recorded 5.2.70] [2000 Remaster] David Bowie

In the port of Amsterdam there's a sailor who sings Of the dreams that he brings from the wide open sea In the port of Amsterdam there's a sailor who sleeps While the river bank weeps to the old willow

Amsterdam David Bowie

In the port of Amsterdam There's a sailor who sings Of the dreams that he brings From the wide open sea In the port of Amsterdam There's a sailor who sleeps While the river bank weeps To the old Willow

Scary Monsters David Bowie

She had an horror of rooms she was tired you can't hide beat When I looked in her eyes they were blue but nobody home She could've been a killer if she didn't walk the way she do, and she do She opened

Scary Monsters (And Super Creeps) (Single Version) David Bowie

She had an horror of rooms she was tired you can't hide beat When I looked in her eyes they were blue but nobody home She could've been a killer if she didn't walk the way she do, and she do She opened

I Keep Forgettin' David Bowie

[Chorus: x2] I keep forgetting you don't love me no more I keep forgetting that you told me that you Didn't want me around any more But these stupid old feet Just head for your street Like they've done

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

Scream Like A Baby David Bowie

Music and Lyrics by Bowie Well I wouldn't buy the merchandise And I wouldn't fight no war And I mixed with other colours But the nurse doen't care And I hide under blankets Or did I run away

Song For Bob Dylan David Bowie

Oh, hear this Robert Zimmerman I wrote a song for you About a strange young man called Dylan With a voice like sand and glue His words of truthful vengeance They could pin us to the floor Brought

Song For Bob Dylan (2015 Remastered Ver.) David Bowie

Oh, hear this Robert Zimmerman I wrote a song for you About a strange young man called Dylan With a voice like sand and glue His words of truthful vengeance They could pin us to the floor Brought

Diamond Dogs (2016 Remastered Ver.) David Bowie

As they pulled you out of the oxygen tent You asked for the latest party With your silicone hump and your ten inch stump Dressed like a priest you was Todd Browning's freak you was Crawling down the alley

I Feel Free (2021 Remaster) David Bowie

I feel free I feel free I feel free [Verse] Dear when I dance with you We move like the sea You, you're all I want to know I feel free I feel free [Chorus] I can walk down the street There's no one there

Never Get Old David Bowie

Better take care Think I better go, better get a room Better take care of me Again and again I think about this and I think about personal history Better take care I breathe so deep when the movie

Sweet Head David Bowie

By the faggy parks and burnt out va..ans I've got ninety-nine years of layin' in the dark and I'm far too young to lie I've got ninety-nine ways to play my guitar Its gonna play 'em in before I die

Sweet Head (Take 4) David Bowie

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 the burnt out vans I've got ninety-nine years of laying

Uncle Arthur David Bowie

o'clock, Uncle Arthur closes shop Screws the tops on all the bottles, turns the lights out, locks it up Climbs across his bike and he's away Cycles past the gasworks, past the river, down the high street

Sweet Thing (Reprise) David Bowie

Then let it be, it's all I ever wanted It's a street with a deal, and a taste It's got claws, it's got me, it's got you

Watch That Man (2013 Remastered Ver.) David Bowie

Shaky threw a party that lasted all night Everybody drank a lot of something nice There was an old fashioned band of married men Looking up to me for encouragement - it was so-so The ladies looked bad

Diamond Dogs David Bowie

As they pulled you out of the oxygen tent You asked for the latest party With your silicone hump and your ten inch stump Dressed like a priest you was Tod Browning's freak you was Crawling down

Diamond Dogs (1997 Remaster) David Bowie

As they pulled you out of the oxygen tent You asked for the latest party With your silicone hump and your ten inch stump Dressed like a priest you was Tod Browning's freak you was Crawling down the alley

Scary Monsters (And Super Creeps) (Single Ver.) (2014 Remastered Ver.) David Bowie

She had an horror of rooms she was tired you can't hide beat When i looked in her eyes they were blue but nobody home Well she could've been a killer if she didn't walk the way she do and she do

Fannin Street (With David Bowie) Scarlett Johansson

There's a crooked street In Houston town It's a well born path I've traveled down Now there's ruin in my name I wish I never got off the train and I wished I'd listened To the words you said Don't go down

She'll Drive The Big Car David Bowie

She waited by the moon She was sick with fear and cold She felt too old for all of this Of course she never showed She lugged her suitcase to the bus Melted home through the snow North along riverside

She`ll Drive The Big Car David Bowie

She waited by the moon She was sick with fear and cold She felt too old for all of this Of course she never showed She lugged her suitcase to the bus Melted home through the snow North along riverside

London Boys David Bowie

heavy and your limbs all ache You've bought some coffee, butter and bread You can't make a thing cause the meter's dead You moved away Told your folks you're gonna stay away Bright lights, Soho, Wardour street

The London Boys David Bowie

heavy and your limbs all ache You've bought some coffee, butter and bread You can't make a thing cause the meter's dead You moved away Hold your folks you're gonna stay away Bright lights, soho, wardour street

Scary Monsters (And Super Creeps) David Bowie

She had an horror of rooms she was tired you can't hide beat When I looked in her eyes they were blue but nobody home Well she could've been a killer if she didn't walk the way she do, and she do She

Fannin Street (With David Bowie) David Bowie, Scarlett Johansson

There`s a crooked street In Houston town It`s a well born path I`ve traveled down Now there`s ruin in my name I wish I never got off the train I wished I`d listened To the words you said Don`t

Dirty Boulevard David Bowie

Pedro lives out of the Wilshire Hotel he looks out a window without glass The walls are made of cardboard, newspapers on his feet his father beats him 'cause he's too tired to beg He's got 9

The Laughing Gnome David Bowie

I was walking down the High Street When I heard footsteps behind me And there was a little old man (Hello) In scarlet and grey, shuffling away (laughter) Well he trotted back to my house And he

Bleed Like A Craze, Dad David Bowie

shine shine 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

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

John, I'm Only Dancing (Sax Version) [1997 Remaster] David Bowie

PUTTING US ON OH LORDY OH LORDY YOU KNOW I NEED SOME LOVING I'M MOVING 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 AH BACK STREET

People From Bad Homes David Bowie

Can't take the blame 'Cause people have notions To play out this game Just stand on your own line Stand high above 'Cause people have caution And trouble to love Me, I've got no home Just Main street

Here Comes the Night (2015 Remaster) David Bowie

Ohhhhh...here it comes Here comes the night Yeah, here comes the night Oh, yeah (here comes the night) I can see right out my window walking down the street my girl With another guy His arms around her

I Wish You Would (2015 Remaster) David Bowie

Ohhhhh...here it comes Here comes the night Yeah, here comes the night Oh, yeah (here comes the night) I can see right out my window walking down the street my girl With another guy His arms around her

Fly David Bowie

Down in the back street A skinny kid cries Bad drive Saturday Another life flies Dying for the weekend And I'll be fine I'm only sleeping in my head And I can fly I close my eyes and I can fly