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♪
Width of a Circle
David Bowie
In
the
corner
of
the
morning in
the
past I would sit and blame
the
master first and last All
the
roads were straight and narrow And
the
prayers were small and yellow And
the
rumour spread that I was
♪
The Width Of The Circle
David Bowie
In
the
corner
of
the
morning in
the
past I would sit and blame
the
master first and last All
the
roads were straight and narrow And
the
prayers were small and yellow And
the
rumour spread that
♪
The Width of a Circle
David Bowie
In
the
corner
of
the
morning in
the
past I would sit and blame
the
master first and last All
the
roads were straight and narrow And
the
prayers were small and yellow And
the
rumour spread that i
♪
The Width Of A Circle (2015 Remastered Ver.)
David Bowie
In
the
corner
of
the
morning in
the
past I would sit and blame
the
master first and last All
the
roads were straight and narrow And
the
prayers were small and yellow And
the
rumour spread that I was aging
♪
The Width of a Circle (The Sunday Show) [Recorded 5.2.70] [2000 Remaster]
David Bowie
In
the
corner
of
the
morning in
the
past I would sit and blame
the
master first and last All
the
roads were straight and narrow And
the
prayers were small and yellow And
the
rumor spread that I was aging
♪
Karma Man
David Bowie
Fingertip sun at sideshow stalls, they throw
the
balls At coconut fur that hides behind Coloured shades that blind your eyes Every child's mother holds an ice-cream cone, they
circle
round Perceived
♪
Karma Man (John Peel - Top Gear) [Recorded 13.5.68]
David Bowie
Fingertip sun at sideshow stalls, they throw
the
balls At coconut fur that hides behind coloured shades that blind your eyes Every child's mother holds an ice-cream cone, they
circle
round Perceived
♪
Station To Station
David Bowie
The
return
of
the
thin white duke Throwing darts in lovers' eyes Here are we, one magical moment, such is
the
stuff From where dreams are woven Bending sound, dredging
the
ocean, lost in my
circle
♪
The Motel
David Bowie
For we're living in
a
safety zone Don't be holding back from me We're living from hour to hour down here And we'll take it when we can It's
a
kind
of
living which recognizes
The
death
of
the
♪
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
♪
Planet of Dreams
David Bowie
Nothing on smoke today Nothing dies on
the
wing Wing's been losing time And then I keep all
the
pain Pain that comes and goes It goes against all you see You see I got Gable's eyes And Eisenhower
♪
Law (Earthlings On Fire)
David Bowie
the
midday sun With
the
sound, with
the
sound, with
the
sound
of
the
ground With
the
sound, with
the
sound, with
the
sound
of
the
ground With
the
sound, with
the
sound, with
the
sound
of
the
ground
♪
African Night Flight
David Bowie
African nightmare one-time Mormon More men fall in Hullabaloo men I slide to
the
nearest bar Undermine chairman I went too far Bent on
a
windfall rent
a
sony Wonder how
the
dollar went down Gotta
♪
The Dreamers
David Bowie
Black eyed ravens They spiral down They tilt his head back To
the
flame filled sunset Raise their guns high As
the
darken falls These are
the
days boys Shallow man Shallow man (shallow man) and
♪
Quicksand
David Bowie
I'm closer to
the
Golden Dawn Immersed in Crowley's uniform
Of
imagery I'm living in
a
silent film Portraying Himmler's secret realm
Of
dream reality I'm frightened by
the
total goal I'm drawing
♪
Quicksand (2015 Remastered Ver.)
David Bowie
I'm closer to
the
Golden Dawn Immersed in Crowley's uniform
Of
imagery I'm living in
a
silent film Portraying Himmler's secret realm
Of
dream reality I'm frightened by
the
total goal I'm drawing
♪
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
♪
Boss Of Me
David Bowie
Tell me when you're sad I'm gonna make it cool again I know you're feeling bad Tell me when you're cool again Who'd have ever thought
of
it Who'd have ever dreamed That
a
small town girl like you Would
♪
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
♪
Buzz The Fuzz
David Bowie
Once there was
a
fellow and his name was Buzz He was just
a
rookie cop just
a
baby buzz He patrolled
a
sunset strip in
the
land
of
the
free and
the
home
of
the
hip He protected you and me
♪
Pretty Pink Rose
David Bowie
Yeah, she's just been to Russia and they're dying their faces There dying over there
A
pretty pink rose (That rock 'n' roll lady takes
a
space-ship ride She's out
of
this world
A
pretty pink rose
♪
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
♪
Memory Of A Free Festival
David Bowie
The
Children
of
the
summer's end Gathered in
the
dampened grass, We played Our songs and felt
the
London sky Resting on our Hands. It was God's land. It was rugged and naive.
♪
Memory of a Free Festival (The Sunday Show - Recorded 5.2.70) [2000 Remaster]
David Bowie
The
Children
of
the
summer's end Gathered in
the
dampened grass, We played Our songs and felt
the
London sky Resting on our Hands. It was God's land. It was rugged and naive. It was Heaven.
♪
Joe The Lion
David Bowie
Joe
the
lion Went to
the
bar
A
couple
of
drinks on
the
house an' he said "Tell you who you are if you nail me to my car" Boy Thanks for hesitating This is
the
kiss off Boy Thanks for hesitating
♪
An Occasional Dream
David Bowie
I recall how we lived On
the
corner
of
a
bed And we'd speak
of
a
Swedish room
Of
hessian and wood And we'd talk with our eyes
Of
the
sweetness in our lives And tomorrows
of
rich surprise...
♪
I'M Afraid Of Americans (Nin V.1 Mix)
David Bowie
Johnny's in America, low-tech's at
the
wheel No-one needs anyone, they don't even just pretend Johnny's in America I'm afraid
of
Americans I'm afraid
of
the
world I'm afraid I can't help it I'm afraid
♪
Watch That Man
David Bowie
Shakey 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
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