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David Bowie Soundtrack Exclusives Rarities

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

I was a stranger in the city Out of town were the people I knew I had that feeling of self-pity What to do? What to do? What to do? The outlook

Once there was a fellow and his name was buzz He was just a rookie cop, just a baby buzz He patroled the sunset strip in the land of the free and the

Columbine my frail 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

Oh hideous year we angels have lead We're dead, we're sick and hanging by thread Get real, get real You can't stop meaningful teenage cries From deep

I took this walk to ease my mind To find out what's gnawing at me And wouldn't think to look at me That I've spent a lot of time in education All seems

Well she's a tongue twisting storm She will come to the show tonight Praying to the light machine She wants my honey not my money She's a funky thigh

[Baby loves that way] Yes, she does, yes, she does [Baby loves that way] Oh, I love my baby [Baby loves that way] Ooh, I gotta take her [Baby loves that

La la la la la la la la (etc.) Gather you all and listen here I'll tell you a tale if you lend me an ear I rode a horse through many a town But the devil