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

★ David Bowie

In the villa of Ormen, in the villa of Ormen Stands a solitary candle, ah-ah, ah-ah In the centre of it all, in the centre of it all Your eyes On the day of execution, on the day of execution Only women

Planet of Dreams David Bowie

the pain Pain that comes and goes It goes against all you see You see I got Gable's eyes And Eisenhower blames the poor The poor huddled on the curb Gotta get back in shape We're backing up a

African Night Flight David Bowie

burning eye will see me through One of these days, one of these days Gotta get a word through one of these days His burning eye will see me through One of these days, one of these days Gotta get

Amlapura David Bowie

Hey-hey it's the tall sail On a beach reach for java Make way for to Java Watching for Boogies Hey-hey it's a dreaming I would burn you if you should die Hey-hey I would burn too If you should lie upon

Gunman David Bowie

Gunman My sort of star They put you there You're all of us now You're all over town On wrappers and cans You're bigger than life You're braver than dad You're a gunman Holding your own You're

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

Word On A Wing David Bowie

FIT AMONG YOUR SCHEME OF THINGS IT'S SAFER THAN A STRANGE LAND, BUT I STILL CARE FOR MYSELF AND I DON'T STAND IN MY OWN LIGHT LORD, OH LORD, MY PRAYER FLIES LIKE A WORD ON A WING MY PRAYER FLIES LIKE

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

Fascination David Bowie

Got to use her Every time I feel fascination I just can't stand still, I've got to use her Every time I think of what'cha pulled me through, dear fascination moves, sweeping near me Still

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

Kooks David Bowie

Will you stay in our Lovers' Story If you stay you won't be sorry 'Cause we believe in you Soon you'll grow so take a chance With a couple of Kooks Hung up on romancing Will you stay in our Lovers

Kooks (2015 Remastered Ver.) David Bowie

Will you stay in our Lovers' Story If you stay you won't be sorry 'Cause we believe in you Soon you'll grow so take a chance With a couple of Kooks Hung up on romancing Will you stay in our Lovers

Kooks (In Concert - John Peel) [Recorded 3.6.71] [2000 Remaster] David Bowie

Will you stay in our Lovers' Story If you stay you won't be sorry 'Cause we believe in you Soon you'll grow so take a chance With a couple of Kooks Hung up on romancing Will you stay in our Lovers

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

Law (Earthlings On Fire) David Bowie

Oh I get a little bit afraid Sometimes Earthlings on fire Earthlings on fire With the sound, with the sound, with the sound of the ground With the sound, with the sound, with the sound of

Sell Me A Coat David Bowie

La la la la la la, la la la la la la la A winter's day, a bitter snowflake on my face My summer girl takes little backward steps away Jack Frost took her hand and left me, Jack Frost ain't so cool

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

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

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

Yassassin David Bowie

Yassassin - I'm not a moody guy Yassassin - I walk without a sound Yassassin - Just a working man, no judge of men Yassassin - But such a life I've never known We came from the farmlands To

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

I Am A Laser David Bowie

And no-one can burn like me I am a laser Burning through your eyes And I know what kind of man you are And I long to hold you tight I am a laser Knowing right from wrong And I know what kind of

Algeria Touchshriek David Bowie

Touchshriek Of Touchshriek with mail over and fantasy My shop sells egg shells off the shesores and empty females I'm thinking of leasing the room above my shop To a Mr.

Segue - Algeria Touchshriek David Bowie

Touchshriek Of Touchshriek with mail over and fantasy My shop sells egg shells off the shesores and empty females I'm thinking of leasing the room above my shop To a Mr.

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

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

Memory Of A Free Festival David Bowie

Touch,We touched the very soul Of holding each and every life. We claimed the very source of joy ran through. It didn't,but it seemed that way. I kissed a lot of people that day.

Memory of a Free Festival (The Sunday Show - Recorded 5.2.70) [2000 Remaster] David Bowie

Touch,We touched the very soul Of holding each and every life. We claimed the very source of joy ran through. It didn't,but it seemed that way. I kissed a lot of people that day.

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

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

Too Dizzy David Bowie

There's too much talking for a night drive Too much mist in front of my eyes I'm trying not to lose control But you're just pushin' for a fight You look trapped, turn the radio on Too much smoke

The King of Stamford Hill David Bowie

Stamford Hill, four square miles of sh.....

Ramona A. Stone David Bowie

I was Ramona A.

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

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

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...

Ballad of The Adventurers David Bowie

Sickened by sun, with rainstorms lashing him rotten A looted wreath crowning his tangled hair Every moment of his youth apart from its dream was forgotten Gone the roof overhead, but the sky was

Underground David Bowie

land serene (oh oh oh oh) A crystal moon, ah, ah It's only forever Not long at all Lost and lonely That's underground Underground Daddy, daddy, get me out of here (heard about a place today)

If You Can See Me David Bowie

crossroads So take this knife And meet me across the river Just shoots and ladders and this is the kiss American Anna fantastic Alsatian From nowhere to nothing And I go way back Children swarm like thousands of