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Telling Lies David Bowie are bound to meet To talk of stars and kings and feet Through the chromosomes of space and time Me, I'm fast like bad infection Gasping for my resurrection Swear to me in times of war and stress Telling Telling Lies (Adam F Mix) David Bowie girls are bound to meet To talk of stars and kings and feet Through the chromosomes of space and time Me, I'm fast like bad infection Gasping for my resurrection Swear to me in times of war and stress Telling Here Comes the Night (2015 Remaster) David Bowie (here comes the night) Oh she's with him they're turning down the lights Now he's holding her the way I used to do I can see her closing her eyes and telling him lies Exactly like she told me too Oh, here I Wish You Would (2015 Remaster) David Bowie (here comes the night) Oh she's with him they're turning down the lights Now he's holding her the way I used to do I can see her closing her eyes and telling him lies Exactly like she told me too Oh, here Dead Against It David Bowie the apple in my 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 Right On Mother David Bowie thought we'd hit it off until today Right on mother You know the way I feel Now you know I'm living with my girl and it's real I never thought you'd dig it So sure you'd hit the roof And now you're telling 1984/Dodo David Bowie Someday they won't let you, now you must agree The times they are a-telling, and the changing isn't free You've read it in the tea leaves, the tracks are on TV Beware the savage jaw Of 1984 They'll My Death David Bowie truth At the funeral of my youth Weep loud for that and the passing time My death waits like a witch at night As surely as our love is bright Let's not think about the passing time But what ever lies Buddha of Suburbia David Bowie Living in lies by the railway line Pushing the hair from my eyes Elvis is English and climbs the hills Can't tell the bullshit from the lies Screaming along in South London Vicious but ready to 1984/Dodo (2003 Digital Remaster) David Bowie Someday they won't let you but now you must agree The times they are a telling and the changing isn't free. You've read it in the tealeaves the tracks are on T.V. The Informer David Bowie I took the call I packed the bag I ride the train to the pick up point I'll be telling myself There was no other way That you brought it on yourself Now my heart's aflame At the end of your life It's Untitled No.1 David Bowie never take Sleepy Kapoor Please, heal these tears Sleepy Kapoor She will feel like at tea, make me laugh all along With such feats like sex only brought upon Oh lady, oh baby, maybe I'll live my lies Sense Of Doubt David Bowie Someday they won't let you, so now you must agree The times they are a-telling, and the changing isn't free You've read it in the tea leaves, and the tracks are on TV Beware the savage jaw Of 1984 They'll Bring Me The Disco King David Bowie streets with the good time girls Don't let me know we're invisible Don't let me know we're invisible We could dance, dance, dance thru' the fire Dance, dance, dance thru' the fire Feed me no lies 1984 David Bowie Someday they won't let you, now you must agree The times they are a-telling, and the changing isn't free You've read it in the tea leaves, and the tracks are on TV Beware the savage jaw Of 1984 Fly David Bowie alright But they don't smile much They sit up in their carriage With their decks and their stuff Dying for the weekend The boys are in charge But his mother doesn't know He never got around Yet to telling I'm Not Losing Sleep David Bowie Yes, I've read the morning papers Telling me that you've made money Do you think I'm gonna crawl, then think again Though I'm dressed in rags, I'm richer Though I eat from tins, I'm healthier Though I Quicksand David Bowie frightened by the total goal I'm drawing to the ragged hole And I ain't got the power anymore No I ain't got the power anymore I'm the twisted name on Garbo's eyes I'm living proof of Churchill's lies Dodo David Bowie Lies jumped the queue to be first in line Such a shameless design He thinks he's well screened from the man at the top It's a shame that his children disagree They coolly decide to sell him down the line Quicksand (2015 Remastered Ver.) David Bowie frightened by the total goal I'm drawing to the ragged hole And I ain't got the power anymore No I ain't got the power anymore I'm the twisted name on Garbo's eyes I'm living proof of Churchill's lies Win David Bowie lose Since I'm not supposed to grin All you've got to do is win [Oww, that's all ya gotta do] [Oww, it ain't over] Me, I'm fresh on your pages Secret thinker, sometimes listening aloud Life lies Shopping For Girls David Bowie lonely groups of company boys Snapping pictures of scrawny limbs and toothy grins These are children riding naked on their tourist pals While the hollows that pass for eyes swell from withdrawal And he lies DJ David Bowie I'm home, lost my job, and incurably ill You think this is easy, realism I've got a girl out there, I suppose I think she's dancing Feel like Dan Dare lies down I think she's dancing, what do I know The Wild Eyed Boy From Freecloud David Bowie wooden shaft Folds the rope Into its bag Blows his pipe of smolders Blankets smoke into the room And the day will end for some As the night begins for one Staring through the message in his eyes Lies Wild Eyed Boy From Freecloud David Bowie wooden shaft Folds the rope Into its bag Blows his pipe of smolders Blankets smoke into the room And the day will end for some As the night begins for one Staring through the message in his eyes Lies She'll Drive The Big Car David Bowie suitcase to the bus Melted home through the snow North along riverside She slips beneath the sheets A husbands quiet devoted wife But strangers sad and nervous By the dawns early light Loves lies Candidate David Bowie can meet you and your friend Someone scrawled on the walls "I smell the blood of La Tre Katers" Rolled up scandal, and other bars Having so much fun with the poisonous people, spreading rumors and lies Somebody Up There Likes Me David Bowie Let the lies go Let... Wild Eyed Boy From Freecloud (Sounds of the 70s - Andy Ferris) [Recorded 25.3.70) [2000 Remaster] David Bowie covered wooden shaft Folds the rope into its bag Blows his pipe of smolders, blankets smoke into the room And the day will end for some as the night begins for one Staring through the message in his eyes, lies An Occasional Dream David Bowie Staring through the message in his eyes Lies a solitary son From the mountain called the Freecloud Where the eagle dare not fly.