The Outside Lyrics

Leon Takes Us Outside
[ Leon Blank ]

...Midwinter,Valentines Day, 25th June, 16th, Wednesday, July 6th, 20:0, 20:15, 
Martin Luther King Day, June 18th, June 6th, Wednesday, August 18th, 9th, 1999, 12th 
Nicholas, August, Wednesday, 13th,  Sunday, 5th, March, October, January, 
October 13th, Wednesday, Martin Luther King Day, 
afternoon, in view of nothing, 20:01, late winter, 
Martin Luther King Day, 12:16, August, Wednesday, 13th, Friday, 7th June...
use back in your browser to go back!

Outside
[ Prologue ]

Now. Not tomorrow
Yesterday. Not tomorrow
It happens today
The damage today
They fall on today
They beat on the outside
And I'll stand by you

Now. Not tomorrow
It's happening now. Not tomorrow
It's happening now
The crazed in the hot-zone
The mental and divas hands
The fisting of live
To the music outside
To the music outside

It happens outside
The music is outside
It's happening outside
The music is outside
It's happening

Now. Not tomorrow
Yesterday. Not tomorrow
The music is outside
It's happening outside
The music is outside
The music is outside

Outside Outside Outside
Outside Outside
use back in your browser to go back!

The Hearts Filthy Lesson
[ to be sung by Detective Nathan Adler ]

... (hearts filthy lesson)
(hearts filthy lesson)
(hearts filthy lesson)

There's always the diamond friendly
Sitting in the Laugh Hotel
The hearts filthy lesson
With her hundred miles to hell

Oh, Ramona, if there was only something between us
If there was only something between us
(If there was only something between us)
Other than our clothes

Something in our skies
Something in our skies
Something in our blood
Something in our skies

Paddy
Paddy, who's been wearing Miranda's clothes?

It's the hearts filthy lesson
Hearts filthy lesson
Hearts filthy lesson
Falls upon deaf ears
(hearts filthy lesson)

It's the hearts filthy lesson
Hearts filthy lesson
Hearts filthy lesson
Falls upon deaf ears
(hearts filthy lesson)
Falls upon dead years
(hearts filthy lesson)
(hearts filthy lesson)
(hearts filthy lesson)

Oh Ramona, if there was only some kind of future
Oh Ramona, if there was only some kind of future
And these cerulean skies

Something in our skies
Something in our skies
Something in our blood
Something in our skies

Paddy?
Paddy?

Paddy will you carry me?
I think I've lost my way
(hearts filthy lesson)
(hearts filthy lesson)
I'm already five years older
I'm already in my grave
I'm already
(hearts filthy lesson)
(hearts filthy lesson) 
I'm already
I'm already
(hearts filthy lesson)
(hearts filthy lesson)
Will you carry me?

Oh Paddy, I think I've lost my way
Paddy, what a fantastic death abyss
Paddy, what a fantastic death abyss
(hearts filthy lesson)
It's the hearts filthy lesson
Tell the others
(hearts filthy lesson)
It's the hearts filthy lesson
What a fantastic death abyss
Tell the others
(hearts filthy lesson)
It's the herats filthy lesson
Paddy, what a fantastic death abyss
(hearts filthy lesson)
It's the hearts filthy lesson
Tell the others ...
use back in your browser to go back!

A Small Plot Of Land
[ to be sung by the residents of Oxford Town, NJ ]

Poor soul
Spit upon that
Poor soul
He never knew
What hit him
And it hit him so

Poor dunce
He pushed back the pigmen
The Barbs laughed
The fool is dead

Poor dunce
He's less than within us
The brains talk
But the will to live is dead
And prayer can't
Travel so far these days

The talk of your life
Standing so near
To innocent eyes
Poor dunce

Swings thru the tunnels
And claws his way
Is small life so manic
Are these really the days

Poor dunce
Poor dunce

Poor soul
Spit upon that
Poor soul
He never knew
What hit him
And it hit him so

He pushed back the pigmen
(move over)
(move over)
(move over)
Poor soul
Poor soul
Poor soul
Poor soul
use back in your browser to go back!

segue - Baby Grace (A Horrid Cassette)
[ Baby Grace Blue ]

test... testing, testing
this and, Grace is my name ... and... and I was...uhm...
It was like a fad... a fading photograph of a patch.. a patchwork quilt
and they've put me on these... Ramona put me on these interest drugs
so I'm thinking... very... too f.. a bit too fast like a brain catch
and.. ah.. they won't let me see anybody... if ..if I want to sometimes and I ask
I can still hear some pop...popular musics ... and aftershocks
see I (Sneeze) I've been watching a television of ah... in the homelands
that's the new homelands and... uhm... and that's all I can remember
and now... they just want me to be quiet and I think something is going to be horrid...
use back in your browser to go back!

Hallo Spaceboy
[ to be sung by Paddy ]

[ unheard mumbling something in the background! ]

Spaceboy, you're sleepy now
Your silhouette is so stationary
You're released but your custody calls
And I wanna be free
Don't you wanna be free
Do you like girls or boys?
It's confusing these days
But moondust will cover you, cover you
This chaos is killing me!

So, bye, bye love
Yeah, bye, bye love
Bye, bye love
Yeah, bye, bye love

This chaos is killing me!

Hallo Spaceboy, you're sleepy now
Your silhouette, so stationary
You're released but your custody calls
And I wanna be free
Don't you wanna be free
Do you like girls or boys?
It's confusing these days
But moondust will cover you, cover you
And the chaos is killing me!

(Moondust)
Yeah, bye, bye love
(Moondust)
(Moondust)
So, bye, bye love
(Moondust)
(Moondust)
Yeah, bye,bye love
So, bye, bye love

This chaos is killing me! (Moondust will cover me)
This chaos is killing me! (Moondust will cover me)
Yeah, bye, bye love (Moondust will cover me)
Bye, bye love (Moondust will cover me)
Good time love (Moondust will cover me)
You sweet, sweet love (Moondust will cover me)
Bye, bye Spaceboy (Moondust will cover me)
Bye, bye love (Moondust will cover me)
Moondust will cover you (Moondust will cover me)
Moondust will cover you (Moondust will cover me)
Moondust will cover you (Moondust will cover me)
Moondust will cover you (Moondust will cover me)
Moondust will cover you (Moondust will cover me)
use back in your browser to go back!

The Motel
[ to be sung by Leon Blank ]

Well, 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 odourless man
When nothing is vanity, nothing's too slow
It's not Eden, but it's no sham

There is no hell
There is no shame
There is no hell like an old hell
There is no hell
And it's lights up, boys
Lights up, boys

Explosion falls upon deaf ears
While we're swimming in a sea of sham
Living in the shadow of vanity
A complex fashion for a simple man

And there is no hell
And there is no shame
And there is no hell, like an old hell
There is no hell

And silence flies on its brief flight
A razor sharp crap shoot affair
And we light up our lives

And there's no more than
Me exploding you
Me exploding you
Like everybody do
Me exploding you
I don't know what to use
Makes a body move
Me exlpoding
Me exploding you
use back in your browser to go back!

I Have Not Been To Oxford Town
[ to be sung by Leon Blank ]

Baby Grace is the victim
She was 14 years of age
And the wheels are turning, turning
For the finger points at me

(All's well) But I have not been to Oxford Town
(All's well) No, I have not been to Oxford Town
Toll the bell, pay the private eye
All's well, 20th century dies

And the prison priests are decent
My attorney seems sincere
I fear my days are numbered
Lord, get me out of here

(All's well) But I have not been to Oxford Town
(All's well) But I have not been to Oxford Town
Toll the bell, pay the private eye
All's well, 20th century dies

This is your shadow on my wall
This is my flesh and blood
This is what I could have been

And the wheels are turning and turning
As this 20th century dies
If I had not ripped the fabric
If time had not stood still
If I had not met Ramona
If I'd only paid my bill

(All's well) I have not been to Oxford Town
(All's well) But I have not been to Oxford Town
Toll the bell. pay the private eye
All's well, 20th century dies

This is my bunk with two sheets
This is my food though foul
This is what I could have been

Toll the bell. pay the private eye
All's well, 20th century dies
Toll the bell, pay the private eye
All's well, 20th century dies
All's well, 20th century dies
All's well

All's well
All's well
Toll the bell, pay the private eye
All's well, 20th century dies
Toll the bell, pay the private eye
All's well, 20th century dies
use back in your browser to go back!

No Control
[ to be sung by Detective Nathan Adler ]

Stay away from the future
Back away from the light
It's all deranged - no control

Sit tight in your corner
Don't tell God your plans
It's all deranged - no control

If I could control tomorrow's haze
The darkest shore would not bother me
If I can't control the web we weave
My life will be lost in fallen leaves

Every single move's uncertain
Don't tell God your plans
It's all deranged - no control

I shall live my life on bended knees
If I can't control my destiny
You've gotta have a scheme
You've gotta have a plan
In the world of today, for tomorrow's man

No control

Stay away from the future
Don't tell God your plans
It's all deranged - no control

Forbidden words, deafen me
In memories, no control
See how far a sinful man
Burn his tracks, his bloody robes

You've gotta have a scheme
You've gotta have a plan
In the world of today, for tomorrow's man
I shall live my life on bended knees
If I can't control my destiny

No control
I can't believe I've no control
It's all deranged
I can't believe I've no control
It's all deranged
Deranged
Deranged
use back in your browser to go back!

segue - Algeria Touchshriek
[ Algeria Touchshriek ]

My name is Mr. Touchshriek of Touchshriek Mail Over & Fantasy
My shop sells egg shells off the sheshores and empty females
I'm thinking of leasing the room above my shop to a Mr. Walloff Domburg
a reject from the world wide internet
He's a broken man
I'm also a broken man
It would be nice to have company
We could have great conversations, looking through windows for demons and
watching the young advance in all electric
Some of the houses around here still have inhabitants in them
I'm not sure if they're from this country or not
I don't get to speak much to anyone or that sort of thing
If I had another broken name
Oh, I dream of something like that
use back in your browser to go back!

The Voyeur Of Utter Destruction (As Beauty)
[ to be sung by The Artist/Minotaur ]

Turn and turn again
Turn and turn again

I shake
And stare at the sun till my eyes burn
I shake
Of  the mothers Brutal vermin
I shake
And stare at the watery moon
With the same desire as the sober Philistine
I shake

Turn and turn again
Worm, the pain and blade
Turn and turn again

The screw
Is a tightening Atrocity
I shake
For the reeking flesh is as romantic as hell
The need to have seen it all
The voyeur of utter destruction as beauty

I shake
Worm, the pain and blade
Turn and turn again
I shake
Turn and turn again
I shake
I shake
I shake

Research has pierced all extremes of my sex
Call it a day
Call it a day
Needle point life blinds the will to be next
Call it a day
Call it a day
Research has pierced all extremes of my sex
Call it a day
Call it a day
Needle point life blinds the will to be next
Call it a day
Call it a day

Call it a day, call it a day, call it a day, call it a day, call it a day
Call it a day, call it a day, call it a day, call it a day, call it a day
Call it a day, call it a day, call it a day, call it a day, call it a day
't day, 't day, 't day, 't day, 't day, 't day, 't day
't day, 't day, 't day, 't day, 't day, 't day, 't day
use back in your browser to go back!

segue - Ramona A. Stone / I Am With Name
[ to be sung by Ramona A. Stone and her acolytes ]

I was Ramona a. Stone
I started with no enemies of my own
I was an artiste in a tunnel
But I've been having a midi-life crisis
And I've been dreaming of sleep and ape men with metal parts
I've spat upon deeply felt age I've hid my house in
and I hate your funny coloured english
We'll creep together you and I, for I know who the small friends are

I am with name, I am with name
I am Ramona A Stone
A night filled female
Good timing drone
I am with name, I am with name

I am with name, I am with name
I am Ramona A Stone

And she should say
Twitch & stream
It'll end in chrome
The night of the female good time drone
I am with name, I am Ramona A Stone

And she should say
I am with name, I am Ramona A Stone

A person who loses a name
Feels anxiety descending
Left at the crossroads between the centuries
A millennium fetish

I am with name, I am with name
I am Ramona A Stone
I am with name

Night fear female
Good timing drone
I am with name
I am Ramona A Stone

(Give it to me one more time!)*
Anxiety descending
Anxiety descending

(*Trivia: the voice shouting is Brian May from Queen after singing Hammer To Fall live at Brixton)
Thanks to Koji Mori for this piece of trivia.
use back in your browser to go back!

Wishful Beginnings
[ to be sung by The Artist/Minotaur ]

Cruising around me, the flames burn my body
Wishful beginning
Does this remind them again and again
You're a sorry little girl
You're a sorry little girl

Please hide
For the pain must feel like snow
You're a sorry little girl
Sorry little girl

Please hide
From the kiss and the bite
Shame burns

Breathing in, breathing out
Breathing in only doubt
The pain must feel like snow

I'm no longer your golden boy
Sorry little girl
I'm sorry little girl

The pain must feel like snow
There you go
Cover me, cover me
We flew on her wings 
We were deep in the dead end
And this one will never go down

We had such wishful beginnings
But we lived unbearable lives
I'm sorry little girl
Sorry little girl
So, so sorry little girl
The pain must feel like snow
There you go
There you go
use back in your browser to go back!

We Prick You
[ to be sung by members of the Court of Justice ]

White boys falling on the fires of night
I wish you'd tell, I wish you'd tell
Flesh punks burning in their glue

Revelation comes in the strangest way
I wish you'd tell, I wish you'd tell
I'd rather be inside you

Tell the truth, tell the truth, tell the truth
We prick you, we prick you, we prick you
Tell the truth, tell the truth, tell the truth
We prick you, we prick you, we prick you

You show respect, even if you disagree
You show respect
You show respect, even if you disagree
You show respect

Mama can I kiss you daddy can I tell
We wish you well
Innocence passed me by
Wanna be screwing when the nightmare comes
I wish you well, I wish you well
Wanna come quick and die

Tell the truth, tell the truth, tell the truth
We prick you, we prick you, we prick you
Tell the truth, tell the truth, tell the truth
We prick you, we prick you, we prick you

You show respect, even if you disagree
You show respect
You show respect, even if you disagree
You show respect

All the little rose-kissed foxy girls
Shoes, shoes, little white shoes
Where have all the flowers gone

All the little fragile champion boys
Toys, toys, little black toys
Dripping on the end of a gun

Even if you disagree

Tell the truth, tell the truth, tell the truth
We prick you, we prick you, we prick you
Tell the truth, tell the truth, tell the truth
We prick you, we prick you, we prick you

You show respect, even if you disagree
You show respect
You show respect

Shoes, shoes, little white shoes
I wish you well, wish you well
Even if you disagree
Even if you disagree

Toys, toys, little black toys
Wish you well, wish you well
Even if you disagree

Shoes, shoes, little white shoes
Wish you well, wish you well
use back in your browser to go back!

segue - Nathan Adler (1)
[ Nathan Adler ]

Old Touchschriek was the main nameserver
Suspected of being a shoulder surfer
But he didn't know from shit about challenge response systems
Now, Ramona A Stone, we know was selling interest drugs
She got males all hung up on her mind filters
She was, if you don't mind me saying so, an update demon
Now Leon, he couldn't wait for 12 o'clock midnight
he jumps up on the stage with a criss criss machete
and slashes around cutting a zero on everything
I mean a zero in the fabric of time itself
Was this a suspect?
I says to myself
Woa! "Quelle courage!"
Oh wait, I'm getting ahead of myself
Let me take you back to when it all began...
use back in your browser to go back!

I'm Deranged
[ to be sung by The Artist/Minotaur ]

Funny how secrets travel
I'd start to believe
If I were to bleed
Thin skies, the man chains
his hands held high

Cruise me, blond
Cruise me, babe
A blond belief beyond, beyond, beyond

No return, no return
I'm deranged
Deranged down, down, down
I'm deranged down, down, down
So cruise me baby, cruise me baby beyond

And the rain sets in
It's the angel-man
I'm deranged
Cruse me, cruise me, crusie me, baby

The clutch of life
And the fist of life
Over your head

Big deal, Salaam
Be real deranged, Salaam
Before we reel

I'm deranged
And the rain sets in
It's the angel-man
I'm deranged
And the rain sets in
It's the angel-man
I'm deranged
Cruse me, cruise me, crusie me, baby

I'm deranged
And the rain sets in ...
use back in your browser to go back!

Thru' These Architects Eyes
[ to be sung by Leon Blank ]

(Digging the goldiness, the goldiness, the goldiness now)
(Digging the goldiness, the goldiness, the goldiness now)
(Digging the goldiness, the goldiness, the goldiness now)

I'm stomping along on this big Philips Johnson
Is delay just wasting my time
Looking across at Richard Rogers
Scheming dreams to blow both their minds

It's difficult you see, to give up, baby
To leave a job when you, you know the monies from day to day

All the majesty of a city landscape
All the soaring days of our lives
All the concrete dreams in my mind's eye
All the joy I see thru' these architects eyes

(Digging the goldiness, the goldiness, the goldiness now)

Cold winter bleeds on the girders of Babel
This stone boy watching the crawling land
The rings of flesh and the towers of iron
The steaming caves and rocks and sand

Stomping along on this big Philips Johnson
Is delay just wasting my time

It's difficult you see, to give up, baby
These summer scumholes, this goddamned starving life

All the majesty of a city landscape
All the soaring days of our lives
All the concrete dreams in my mind's eye
All the joy I see thru' these architects eyes

(Digging the goldiness, the goldiness, the goldiness now)

It's difficult you see
It's difficult you see
All the majesty of a city landscape
All the soaring days of our lives
All the concrete dreams in my mind's eye
All the joy I see thru' these architects eyes
use back in your browser to go back!

Only in the japanese lyric booklet!!!
[It's difficult you see, to give up, baby
This blueprint of life when babies are born in automobiles

All the majesty of a city landscape
All the soaring days of our lives
All the concrete dreams in my mind's eye
All the joy I see thru' these architects eyes

All the plagues in the city landscape
All the lady wants when her baby cries
All the swimming to breathe thru a lifetime
All this hope in front of these architects eyes]
use back in your browser to go back!

segue - Nathan Adler (2)
[ Nathan Adler ]

Ramona was so cold
When she broke it off with Leon,  she said:
"The rain is enough I don't wanna see his face again"
Ramona was so cold
Ramona was so cold
use back in your browser to go back!

Strangers When We Meet
[ to be sung by Leon Blank ]

(Yooou, yooou, yooou)
(Yooou, yooou, yooou)

All our friends
Now seem so thin and frail
Slinky secrets
Hotter than the sun

No peachy prayers
No trendy réchauffé
I'm with you
So I can't go on

All my violence
Raining tears upon the sheet
I'm bewildered
For we're strangers when we meet

Blank screen TV
Preening ourselves in the snow
Forget my name
But I'm over you

Blended sunrise
And it's a dying world
Humming rheingold
We scavenge up our clothes

All my violence
Raging tears upon the sheets
I'm resentfull
For we're strangers when we meet

Cold tired fingers
Tapping out your memories
Halfway sadness
Dazzled by the new

Your embrace
It was all that I feared
That whirling room
We trade by vendu

Steely resolve is falling from me
My poor soul all bruised passivity
All your regrets ride rough-shod over me
I'm so glad that we're strangers when we meet
I'm so thankful that we're strangers when we meet
I'm in  clover for we're strangers when we meet
Heel head over that we're strangers when we meet

Strangers when we meet Strangers when we meet Strangers when we meet
Strangers when we meet Strangers when we meet Strangers when we meet
Strangers when we meet Strangers when we meet Strangers when we meet
use back in your browser to go back!

Get Real
[ to be sung by Leon Blank? ]

Oh, pity us here we angels of lead
We're dead, we're sick, hanging by thread
Get real Get real

You can´t stop meaningful teenage cries
From deep behind 50  year old eyes
Get real Get real

I'm scared to touch, too tense to be undone
I walk the streets not expecting morning sun
Against the voice of doom failures fall all over town
I guess I should, I feel I should
Get real Get real

What's up, who happened when I wasn't around?
Who did what, what went down?
Get real Get real

Think about myself, it happens to me
It happens in the tunnel when I let myself feel
Get real Get real

I'm scared to touch, too tense to be undone
I walk the streets not expecting morning sun
I feel it all through breakdowns falling all over town
I feel I should, I guess I should
Get real Get real

Get real Get real
The dazzle of life, the rape of life
The seeds, the curse, the jazz of life
Get real Get real
Get real Get real
use back in your browser to go back!

Hallo Spaceboy (remix)
[ to be sung by Paddy and the Pet Shop Boys ]

(If I fall moondust will cover me)
(Moondust will cover me)
(If I fall moondust will cover me)
(If I fall moondust will cover me)

Spaceboy, you're sleepy now
Your silhouette is so stationary
You're released but your custody calls
And I wanna be free
Don't you wanna be free?
Do you like girls or boys?
It's confusing these days
But moondust will cover you, cover you

So, bye, bye love
Yeah, bye, bye love
Hallo Spaceboy
This chaos is killing me!
Hallo Spaceboy
Spaceboy
Spaceboy
Spaceboy hallo
(Moondust will cover me)

Ground to Major, bye bye Tom
This chaos is killing me
Dead the circuit, countdowns wrong
This chaos is killing me
Planet earth, is control on
So sleepy now

Do you wanna be free
Don't you wanna be free?
Do you like girls or boys?
It's confusing these days
But moondust will cover you, cover you

So, bye, bye love
Yeah, bye, bye love
Hallo Spaceboy
Spaceboy
Spaceboy
Spaceboy hallo

Hallo Spaceboy
You're sleepy now
This chaos is killing me!
This chaos is killing me!

So, bye, bye love
Yeah, bye, bye love

Do you wanna be free?
Yes, I wanna be free
Hallo Spaceboy
You're sleepy now
Do you like girls or boys?
It's confusing these days
But moondust will cover you, cover you

So, bye, bye love
Yeah, bye, bye love
Hallo Spaceboy
Spaceboy
Spaceboy
Spaceboy hallo

Hallo Spaceboy
You're sleepy now
Hallo Spaceboy
Spaceboy
Spaceboy
Spaceboy hallo
Hallo, hallo
(If I fall moondust will cover me)
use back in your browser to go back!

Nothing To Be Desired
[ to be sung by Ramona A. Stone and her acolytes? ]

[murmuring in background throughout]
Nothing to be desired
It leaves nothing to be desired
Nothing

There's nothing to be desired
Nothing to be desired
Nothing to be desired any more
Mind changing, mind changing
Mind changing, change your
Mind changing, mind changing
Change your mind changing
Mind changing, stand by
Mind changing, mind changing
Stand by, mind changing
Mind changing

And there's nothing to be desired
Nothing to be desired
Nothing
Certainly not...?

Nothing to be desired
Nothing
Nothing to be desired
It's not...
Mind changing, mind changing
Change your mind changing
Mind changing
Change your mind changing
Mind changing
Change your mind changing
Mind changing
Change your mind changing
Mind change
Change your mind change
(Briff....Love die delphine...und...?)
use back in your browser to go back!

Under Pressure
(original version)
(Queen / Bowie)

Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah
Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah

Pressure, pushing down on me
Pressing down on you, no man ask for
Under pressure, that burns a building down
Splits a family in two
Puts people on streets

Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah
Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah
That's o-kay

It's the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends
Screaming 'Let me out'

Pray tomorrow takes me higher
Pressure on people, people on streets

Doh doh doh bah bah bah bah
O-kay

Chipping around, kick my brains around the floor
These are the days it never rains but it pours
People on streets, people on streets

It's the terror of knowing
What this world is about,
Watching some good friends
Screaming 'Let me out'

Pray tomorrow takes me higher
Pressure on people, people on streets

Turned away from it all, like a blind man
Sat on a fence but it don't work
Keep coming up with love
But it's so slashed and torn

Why why why?
Love love love love

Insanity laughs, under pressure we're cracking
Can't we give ourselves one more chance
Why can't we give love one more chance
Why can't we give love, give love, give love, give love, give love

Cause love's such an old fashioned word
And love dares you to care
For the people on the edge of the night
And love dares you to change our way of
Caring about ourselves
This is our last dance
This is ourselves
Under pressure
Under pressure
Pressure
use back in your browser to go back!

Moonage Daydream
(original version)
(Bowie)

I'm an alligator, I'm a mama-papa coming for you
I'm the space invader, I'll be a rock 'n' rollin' bitch for you
Keep your mouth shut, you're squawking like a big monkey bird
And I'm busting up my brains for the words

Keep your 'lectric eye on me babe
Put your ray gun to my head
Press your space face close to mine, love
Freak out in a moonage daydream oh yeah!

Don't fake it baby, lay the real thing on me
The church of man, love, is such a holy place to be
Make me baby, make me know you really care
Make me jump into the air

Keep your 'lectric eye on me babe
Put your ray gun to my head
Press your space face close to mine, love
Freak out in a moonage daydream oh yeah!
(repeat x3)
Freak out, far out, in out
use back in your browser to go back!

The Man Who Sold The World
(original version)
(Bowie)

We passed upon the stair, we spoke of was and when
Although I wasn't there, he said I was his friend
Which came as some surprise I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died alone, a long long time ago

Oh no, not me
I never lost control
You're face to face
With The Man Who Sold The World

I laughed and shook his hand, and made my way back home
I searched for form and land, for years and years I roamed
I gazed a gazely stare at all the millions here
We must have died along, a long long time ago

Who knows? not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With the Man who Sold the World
use back in your browser to go back!

Subterraneans
(original version)
(Bowie)

Share bright failing star
Care-line, care-line, care-line, care-line
Riding these shelly, shelly, shelly umm
Share bright failing star
use back in your browser to go back!

Scary Monsters
(original version)
(Bowie)

She had an horror of rooms she was tired you can't hide beat
When I looked in her eyes they were blue but nobody home
She could've been a killer if she didn't walk the way she do, and she do
She opened strange doors that we'd never close again
She began to wail jealousies scream
Waiting at the light know what I mean

CHORUS (twice)
Scary monsters, super creeps
Keep me running, running scared
She asked me to stay and I stole her room
She asked for my love and I gave her a dangerous mind
Now she's stupid in the street and she can't socialise
Well I love the little girl and I'll love her till the day she dies

She wails
Jimmy's guitar sound jealousies scream
Waiting at the light know what I mean

CHORUS (twice)
CHORUS (twice)

Oh oh woh-oh
Oh, oh-oh-oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh oh
use back in your browser to go back!

Reptile
(original version)
(Reznor)

She spreads herself wide open to let the insects in
She leaves a trail of honey to show me where she's been
She has the blood of reptile just underneath her skin
Seeds from a thousand others drip down from within

Oh, my beautiful liar
Oh, my precious whore
My disease, my infection
I am so impure

Devils speak of the ways in which she'll manifest
Angels bleed from tainted touch of my caress
Need to contaminate to alleviate this loneliness
I no know the depths I reach are limitless

Oh, my beautiful liar
Oh, my precious whore
My disease, my infection
I am so impure
use back in your browser to go back!

Hurt
(original version)
(Reznor)

I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only things that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all the way
But I remember everything

What have I become?
My sweetest thing
Everyone I knoe
Goes away in the end

You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

I wear my crown of shit
On my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair

Beneath the stain of time
The feeling disappears
You are someone else
I am still right here
use back in your browser to go back!

Breaking Glass
(original version)
(Bowie/Davis/Murray)

Baby, I've been,
Breaking glass in your room again
Listen
Don't look at the carpet
I drew something awful on it
See

You're such a wonderful person
But you got problems oh-oh-oh-oh
I'll never touch you
use back in your browser to go back!

Joe The Lion
(original version)
(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
You'll never know the real story

Just a couple of dreams
You get up and sleep
You can buy god it's Monday
Slither down the greasy pipe
So far so good no one saw you
Hobble over any freeway
You will be like your dreams tonight

You get up and sleep
You get up and sleep
Joe the lion
Made of iron

Joe the lion
Went to the bar
A couple of drinks on the house an' he was
A fortune teller he said
"Nail me to my car and I'll tell you who you are"

Joe the lion, yeah yeah
Went to the bar, yeah yeah
A couple of dreams and he was
A fortune teller he said
"Nail me to my car tell you who you are"

You get up and sleep
The wind blows on your check
The day laughs in your face
Guess you'll buy a gun
You'll buy it secondhand
You'll get up and sleep
Joe the lion made of iron
use back in your browser to go back!

Jump They Say
(original version)
(Bowie)

When comes the shaking man
A nation in his eyes
Striped with blood and emblazed tattoo
Streaking cathedral spire

They say
he has no brain

They say
he has no mood
They say
he was born again
They say
look at him climb
They say 'Jump'

They say
he has two Gods
They say
he has no fear
They say
he has no eyes
They say
he has no mouth

They say hey that's really something
They feel he should get some time
I say he should watch his ass
My friend don't listen to the crowd
They say 'Jump'

Got to believe somebody
Got to believe
use back in your browser to go back!

Andy Warhol
(original version)
(Bowie)

Like to take a cement fix
Be a standing cinema
Dress my friends up just for show
See them as they really are

Put a peephole in my brain
Two New Pence to have a go
I'd like to be a gallery
Put you all inside my show

Andy Warhol looks a scream
Hang him on my wall
Andy Warhol, Silver Screen
Can't tell them apart at all

Andy walking, Andy tired
Andy take a little snooze
Tie him up when he's fast asleep
Send him on a pleasant cruise

When he wakes up on the sea
Be sure to think of me and you
He'll think about paint and he'll think about glue
What a jolly boring thing to do

Andy Warhol looks a scream
Hang him on my wall
Andy Warhol, Silver Screen
Can't tell them apart at all
use back in your browser to go back!

Teenage Wildlife
(original version)
(Bowie)

Well, how come you only want tomorrow
With its promise of something hard to do
A real life adventure worth more than pieces of gold
Blue skies above and sun on your arms strength your stride
And hope in those squeaky clean eyes

You'll get chilly receptions everywhere you go
Blinded with desire - guess the season is on
So you train by shadow boxing, search for the truth
But it's all, but it's all used up
Break open your million dollar weapon
And push your luck, still you push, still you push your luck
A broken nosed mogul are you
One of the new wave boys
Same old thing in brand new drag
Comes sweeping into view, oh-ooh
As ugly as a teenage millionaire
Pretending it's a whizz kid world
You'll take me aside, and say
"Well, David, what shall I do?
They wait for me in the hallway"
I'll say "Don't ask me, I don't know any hallways"
But they move in numbers and they've got me in a corner
I feel like a group of one, no-no
They can't do this to me
I'm not some piece of teenage wildlife
Those midwives to history put on their bloody robes
The word is that the hunted one is out there on his own
You're alone for maybe the last time
And you breathe for a long time
Then you howl like a wolf in a trap
And you daren't look behind
You fall to the ground like a leaf from the tree
And look up one time at that vast blue sky
Scream out aloud as they shoot you down
No no, I'm not a piece of teenage wildlife
I'm not a piece of teenage wildlife

And no one will have seen and no one will confess
The fingerprints will prove that you coudn't pass the test
There'll be others on the line filing past, who'll whisper low
I miss you he really had to go
Well each to his own, he was
Another piece of teenage wildlife, oh-oh-oh-ohh
Another piece of teenage wildlife, oh-oh-oh-ohh
Another piece of teenage wild...
Wild Wild Wild
use back in your browser to go back!

My Death
(original version)
(Jacques Brel)

My death waits like an old Drouet
So confident I'll go his way
Whistle to him and the passing time

My death waits like a Bible truth
At the funeral of my youth
We drank 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

CHORUS
But whatever lies behind the door
There is nothing much to do
Angel or devil, I don't care
For in front of that door, there is you

My death waits like a beggar blind
Who sees the world through an unlit mind
Throw him a dime for the passing time

My death waits there between your thighs
Your cool fingers will close my eyes
Let's not think of that and the passing time
My death waits to allow my friends
A few good times before it ends
So let's drink to that and the passing time

CHORUS

My death waits there among the leaves
In magician's mysterious sleeves
Rabbits and dogs and the passing time

My death waits there among the flowers
Where the blackest shadow, blackest shadow cowers
Let's pick lilacs for the passing time

My death waits there in a double bed
Sails of oblivion at my head
So pull up the sheets against the passing time

CHORUS
use back in your browser to go back!

Nite Flights
(original version)
(Engels)

There's no hold
The moving has come through
The danger passing you
Turns its face into the heat and runs the tunnels

It's so cold
The dog dug up fine dogs
The stiches torn and broke
The wrong lick fist you choke has hit the blood light

Glass traps opened and close on nite flights
Broken necks, feather plates pressed and warped
Be my love, we will be gods on nite flights
With only one promise, only one way to fall

Glass traps opened and close on nite flights
Broken necks feather ways press the walls
Be my love, we will be gods on nite flights
With only one promise, only one way to call
On nite flights
Only one way to fall
use back in your browser to go back!

What In The World
(original version)
(Bowie)

You're just a little girl with grey eyes
Never mind, say something
Wait until the crowd cries
Oh, wait until the crowd cries
You're just a little girl with grey eyes

So deep in your room, you never leave your room
Something deep inside of me - yearning deep inside of me
Talking through the gloom
What in the world can you do
What in the world can you do
I'm in the mood for your love
For your love
For your love
Oh

I'm just a little bit afraid of you
Cause love won't make you cry
But, wait until the crowd goes
Oh, Wait until the crowd goes
I'm just a little bit afraid of you

So deep in your room, you never leave your room
Something deep inside of me - yearning deep inside of me
Talking through the gloom
What in the world can you do
What in the world can you do
I'm in the mood for your love
For your love
For your love

Oh, what you gonna say?
Oh, what you gonna do?
Ah, what you gonna be?
Just the real me to the real me

Under the *cool*, to the *cool* and under *fame*
What you gonna say to the real me, to the real me
Ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhhh (repeat ad inf.)
use back in your browser to go back!

Look Back In Anger
(original version)
(Bowie/Eno)

"You know who I am," he said
The speaker was an angel
He coughed and shook his crumpled wings
Closed his eyes and moved his lips
"It's time we should be going"

(Waiting so long, I've been waiting so, waiting so)
Look back in anger, driven by the night
Till you come
(Waiting so long, I've been waiting so, waiting so)
Look back in anger, see it in my eyes
Till you come

No one seemed to hear him
So he leafed through a magazine
And, yawning, rubbed the sleep away
Very sane he seemed to me

(Waiting so long, I've been waiting so, waiting so)
Look back in anger, driven by the night
Till you come
(Waiting so long, I've been waiting so, waiting so)
Look back in anger, feel it in my voice
Till you come
(Waiting so long, ahhh...)
(Waiting so long, I've been waiting so, waiting so)
use back in your browser to go back!

Boys Keep Swinging
(original version)
(Bowie/Eno)

Heaven loves ya
The clouds part for ya
Nothing stands in your way
When you're a boy

Clothes always fit ya
Life is a pop of the cherry
When you're a boy

When you're a boy
You can wear a uniform
When you're a boy
Other boys check you out
You get a girl
These are your favourite things
When you're a boy

Boys
Boys
Boys keep swinging
Boys always work it out

Uncage the colours
Unfurl the flag
Luck just kissed you hello
When you're a boy

They'll never clone ya
You're always first on the line
When you're a boy

When you're a boy
You can buy a home of your own
When you're a boy
Learn to drive and everything
You'll get your share
When you're a boy

Boys
Boys
Boys keep swinging
Boys always work it out
use back in your browser to go back!

D.J.
(original version)
(Bowie/Eno/Alomar)

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?

I am a DJ, I am what I play
Can't turn around no, can't turn around, no, oh, ooh
I am a DJ, I am what I play
Can't turn around no, can't turn around, no, oh no
I am a DJ, I am what I play
I got believers (kiss-kiss)
Believing me, oh

One more, weekend, of lights and evening faces
Fast food, living nostalgia
Humble pie or bitter fruit

I am a DJ, I am what I play
Can't turn around no, can't turn around, no, oh, ooh
I am a DJ, I am what I play
Can't turn around no, can't turn around, no, oh no
I am a DJ, I am what I play
I got believers (kiss-kiss)
Believing me

I am a DJ, I am what I play
Can't turn around no, can't turn around
I am a DJ, I am what I play
Can't turn around no, can't turn around
I am a DJ, I am what I play
Can't turn around no (kiss-kiss)

Time flies when you're having fun
Break his heart, break her heart
He used to be my boss and millions of puppet dancer
I am a DJ, and I've got believers
I've got believers
I've got believers
I've got believers in me
I've got believers
I am a DJ, I am what I play
I am a DJ
use back in your browser to go back!

Diamond Dogs
(original version)
(Bowie)

This ain't rock 'n' roll. This is genocide!
As they pulled you out of the oxygen tent
You asked for the latest party
With your silicone hump and your ten inch stump
Dressed like a priest you was
Tod Browning's freak you was

Crawling down the alley on your hands and knee
I'm sure you're not protected, for it's plain to see
The diamond dogs are poachers and they hide behind trees
Hunt you to the ground they will, mannequins with kill appeal

CHORUS
(Will they come?)I'll keep a friend serene
(Will they come?) Oh baby, come unto me
(Will they come?) Well, she's come, been and gone.

Come out of the garden, baby
You'll catch your death in the fog
Young girl, they call them the Diamond Dogs
Young girl, they call them the Diamond Dogs

The Halloween Jack is a real cool cat
And he lives on top of Manhattan Chase
The elevator's broke, so he slides down a rope
Onto the street below, oh Tarzie, go man go

Meet his little hussy with his ghost town approach
Her face is sans feature, but she wears a Dali brooch
Sweetly reminiscent, something mother used to bake
Wrecked up and paralyzed, Diamond Dogs are sableized

CHORUS

Oo-oo-ooh, call them the Diamond Dogs (x2)

In the year of the scavenger, the season of the bitch
Sashay on the boardwalk, scurry to the ditch
Just another future song, lonely little kitsch
(There's gonna be sorrow) try and wake up tomorrow

CHORUS

Ooh, call them the Diamond Dogs (x2)
Bow-wow, woof woof, bow-wow, wow
Call them the Diamond Dogs
Dogs
Call them the Diamond Dogs, call them, call them
Call them the Diamond Dogs, call them, call them, ooo
Call them the Diamond Dogs

Keep cool
Diamond Dogs rule, OK
Hey-hey-hey-hey
Beware of the Diamond Dogs (repeat)
use back in your browser to go back!

White Light White Heat
(original version)
(Reed)

White light - White light gonna drive me out of my brain
  White light - White light gonna make me feel so insane
  White heat  - White shapin' them down to my toes
  White light - White light's got it now, goodness knows

  White light - White light gonna drive me out of my mind 
  White light - White light's surely gonna make me blind
  White heat  - White shaping way down to my toes
  White light - White light could kill me now, goodness knows

Oh, Oh, White light
Oh, Oh, White light
Oh, Oh, White heat
Oh, Oh, White heat

White light - White light gonna drive me out of my brain
  White light - White light gonna make me feel so insane
  White heat  - White shapin' them down to my toes
  White light - White light's got it now, goodness knows

 White light - White light gonna drive me out of my mind 
  White light - White light's surely gonna make me blind
  White heat  - White shaping way down to my toes
  White light - White light could kill me now, goodness knows

Oh, Oh, White light
Oh, Oh, White light
Oh, Oh, White heat
Oh, Oh, White heat

Oh, Oh, White light
Oh, Oh, White light
Oh, Oh, White heat
Oh, Oh, White heat

White light's a-flashing

White light
Still feels right
What's that sound, what's that sound
Don't turn on, be dead or alive
No feeling
Here she comes
Oww, yeah
(Oh, oh, oh, oh) here she comes
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
(Ah, ah, ah, ah)
use back in your browser to go back!

Aladdin Sane (1913-1938-197?)
(original version)
(Bowie)

Watching him dash away, swinging an old bouquet - dead roses
Sake and strange divine Uh-h-h-uh-h-uh you'll make it
Passionate bright young things, takes him away to war - don't fake it
Sadden glissando strings

Uh-h-h-uh-h-uh - you'll make it
Who'll love Aladdin Sane
Battle cries and champagne just in time for sunrise
Who'll love Aladdin Sane
Motor sensational, Paris or maybe hell - I'm waiting
Clutches of sad remains
Waits for Aladdin Sane - you'll make it

Who'll love Aladdin Sane
Millions weep a fountain, just in case of sunrise
Who'll love Aladdin Sane
We'll love Aladdin Sane
Love Aladdin Sane
Who'll love Aladdin Sane

Millions weep a fountain, just in case of sunrise
Who'll love Aladdin Sane
We'll love Aladdin Sane
We'll love Aladdin Sane
use back in your browser to go back!

Baby Universal
(original version)
(Bowie/Gabrels)

Baby Baby Baby Baby Baby (getting) Baby (care)
Baby (talking) Baby (well) Baby (thinking)Baby (walk)
Baby (lost) Baby (found) Baby (getting) Baby (care)
Baby (talking) Baby (well) Baby (thinking)Baby (walk)
Baby (lost) Baby (found) Baby (getting) Baby (care)
Baby (talking) Baby (well) Baby (thinking)Baby (walk)
Baby (lost) Baby (found)

Now that he has no sense of destination
Now he's running for the love of speed
When the child goes bad it's no cause for celebration
Like Jimmy Dean he don't talk back to me
Failures as fathers, Mothers to chaos
No baby, no baby, no baby no

CHORUS
Hallo humans can you feel me thinking
I assume you're seeing everything I'm thinking
Hallo humans nothing starts tomorrow
I'm the baby now
Baby (repeat to end of chorus)
(getting) (care) (talking) (well) (thinking) (walk) (lost) (found)
Baby Universe
Baby Universe
Baby Universal
(Talking well) (Talking well)

A speck of dust just settled in my eye
It doesn't matter I've seen everything anyway
Failures as fathers, Mothers to chaos
No baby, no baby, no baby no

CHORUS
use back in your browser to go back!

Lust For Life
(original version)
(Pop/Bowie)

Here comes Johnny Yen again
With the liquor and drugs
And the flesh machine
He's gonna do another striptease
Hey man where'd you get
That lotion? I been hurting
Since I bought the gimmick
About something called love
Yeah something called love
That's like hypnotizing chickens

Well I am just a modern guy
Of course I've had it in the ear before
'Cause of a lust for life
'Cause of a lust for life

I'm worth a million in prizes
With my torture film
Drive a G.T.O.
Wear a uniform
All on a government loan
I'm worth a million in prizes
Yeah I'm through with sleeping on the
Sidewalk - no more beating my brains
With the liquor and drugs
With the liquor and drugs

Well I am just a modern guy
Of course I've had it in the ear before
'Cause of a lust for life
'Cause of a lust for life

I got a lust for life
Got a lust for life
Oh a lust for life
Oh a lust for life
A lust for life
I got a lust for life
I got a lust for life

Well I am just a modern guy
Of course I've had it in the ear before
'Cause of a lust for life
'Cause of a lust for life
'Cause of a lust for life

Here comes Johnny Yen again
With the liquor and drugs
And the flesh machine
He's gonna do another striptease
Hey man where'd you get
That lotion? Your skin starts
Itching once you buy the gimmick
About something called love
Oh love love love
That's like hypnotizing chickens

Well I am just a modern guy
Of course I've had it in the ear before
'Cause of a lust for life
'Cause of a lust for life
Got a lust for life
Yeah a lust for life
I got a lust for life
Oh a lust for life
I got a lust for life
Yeah a lust for life
I got a lust for life
A lust for life
Lust for life
Lust for life
use back in your browser to go back!

"Heroes"
(original version)
(Bowie/Eno)

I, I will be king
And you, you will be queen
Though nothing will drive them away
We can beat them, just for one day
We can be Heroes, just for one day

And you, you can be mean
And I, I'll drink all the time
'Cause we're lovers, and that is a fact
Yes we're lovers, and that is that

Though nothing, will keep us together
We could steal time, just for one day
We can be Heroes, for ever and ever
What d'you say?

I, I wish you could swim
Like the dolphins, like dolphins can swim
Though nothing, nothing will keep us together
We can beat them, for ever and ever
Oh we can be Heroes, just for one day

I, I will be king
And you, you will be queen
Though nothing will drive them away
We can be Heroes, just for one day
We can be us, just for one day

I, I can remember (I remember)
Standing, by the wall (by the wall)
And the guns, shot above our heads (over our heads)
And we kissed, as though nothing could fall (nothing could fall)
And the shame, was on the other side
Oh we can beat them, for ever and ever
Then we could be Heroes, just for one day

We can be Heroes
We can be Heroes
We can be Heroes
Just for one day
We can be Heroes

We're nothing, and nothing will help us
Maybe we're lying, then you better not stay
But we could be safer, just for one day
Oh-oh-oh-ohh, oh-oh-oh-ohh, just for one day
use back in your browser to go back!

All The Young Dudes
(original version)
(Bowie)

Now Billy rapped all night 'bout his suicide
Kick it in the head when he was 25
All that speed jive
Don't wanna stay alive when you're 25

Lucy's stealing clothes from unlocked cars
Freddy's got zits from picking off the stars from his face
Funky little boat race

Oh the television man is crazy
Saying we're juvenile delinquent wrecks
Oh man I need TV when I got T.Rex
Brother you guessed
I'm a dude yeah

CHORUS (twice)
All the young dudes
Carry the news
Boogaloo dudes
Carry the news

Now Jimmy looks sweet 'cause he dresses like a queen
But he can kick like a mule
It's a real mean team
We can love
Oh yes, we can love

Brother's back at home
With his Beatles and his Stones
We never got if off on that revolution stuff
It was such a drag
Too many snags

Well I drunk a lot of wine
And I'm feeling fine
Gonna race some cat to bed
Is there concrete all around
Or is it in my head
Brother you guessed
Well I'm a dude yeah

CHORUS (repeat ad inf.)
use back in your browser to go back!

Telling Lies
(original version)
(Bowie)

Telling Lies

Gorgeous 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 lies, telling lies
Telling lies, telling lies

CHORUS
[Oo - Ah, missionary]
[Oo - Ah, visionary]
Telling lies
[Feels like something's gonna happen this year]
Starting fires
[Oo - Ah, missionary]
[Oo - Ah, visionary]
Telling lies
[Feels like something's gonna happen again]
Telling lies

Shadow falls on shrinking smile
See me poised at the happy games
Standing in the mouth of all that's pure
Come straggling in your tattered rainments
Come to me in tears and blame
I'm the future, I'm tomorrow, I'm the end

Telling lies [Oo - Ah, Oo - Ah]
Telling lies [Oo - Ah, Oo - Ah]
Starting fires [Oo - Ah, Oo - Ah]
Telling lies [Oo - Ah, Oo - Ah]

CHORUS (repeat ad lib)
use back in your browser to go back!