Lyrics of David Bowie David Bowie

Smiling girls and rosy boys
Come and buy my little toys
Monkeys made of gingerbread
And sugar horses painted red

Rich men´s children running past
Their fathers dresse ....More >>

Let me introduce you to the gang
Johnny plays the sitar, he´s an existentialist
Once he had a name, now he plays our game
You won´t feel so good now that you´ve joined ....More >>

War made him a soldier
Little frankie mear
Peace left him a loser
The little bombardier

Lines of worry appeared with age
Unskilled hands that knew no trade
Spent his ti ....More >>

Just look through your window, look who sits outside
Little me is waiting, standing through the night
When you walk out through your door i´ll wave my flag and shout

Ohh, bea ....More >>

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 execut ....More >>

There´s a little churchyard just along the way
It used to be lambeth´s finest array
Of tombstones, epitaphs, wreaths, flowers all that jazz
Till the war came along and someo ....More >>

Rubber band
There´s a rubber band that plays tunes out of tune
In the library garden sunday afternoon
While a little chappie waves a golden wand

Rubber band
In 1910 i ....More >>

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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, jac ....More >>

She´d walk through the door and she´d set up the drinks on the house
She played a good game of darts, and the men slapped her back
And never took her out
She wore a trenchco ....More >>

Mountains of lhasa are feeling the rain
People are walking the botella lanes
Preacher takes the school
One boy breaks a rule

Silly boy blue, blue
Silly boy blue

Ya ....More >>

There is a happy land where only children live
They don´t have the time to learn the ways
Of you sir, mr. grownup

There´s a special place in the rhubarb fields undernea ....More >>

Strikes the bell for 5 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 pa ....More >>

When i live my dream, i´ll take you with me
Riding on a golden horse
We´ll live within my castle, with people there to serve you
Happy at the sound of your voice

Ba ....More >>

When i live my dream, i´ll take you with me
Riding on a golden horse
We´ll live within my castle, with people there to serve you
Happy at the sound of your voice

Ba ....More >>