He looked a lot like Che Guevara, drove a diesel van Kept his gun in quiet seclusion, such a humble man The only survivor of the national people's gang
Let me put my arms around your head Gee, it's hot, let's go to bed Don't forget to turn on the light Don't laugh, babe, it'll be alright Pour me out
She'll come, she'll go She'll lay belief on you Skin sweet with musky odor The lady from another grinning soul Cologne she'll wear Silver and Americard
Cold fire, you've got everything but cold fire You will be my rest and peace child I moved up to take a place, near you So tired, it's the sky that makes
?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 Love Aladdin Sane Who'll love Aladdin Sane
Translation: David Bowie. Aladdin Sane.
Translation: David Bowie. Aladdin Sane 1913 1938 1977.
: (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
: (Bowie) He looked a lot like Che Guevara, drove a diesel van Kept his gun in quiet seclusion, such a humble man The only survivor of the National
: (Bowie) I've come on a few years from my Hollywood Highs The best of the last, the cleanest star they ever had I'm stiff on my legend, the films
: (Bowie) Time - He's waiting in the wings He speaks of senseless things His script is you and me boys Time - He flexes like a whore Falls wanking
: (Jagger/Richards) Well, don't you worry 'bout what's been on my mind I'm in no hurry I can take my time I'm going red and my tongue's getting tired
: (Bowie) Cold fire, you've got everything but cold fire You will be my rest and peace child I moved up to take a place near you So tired, it's the
: (Bowie) She'll come, she'll go. She'll lay belief on you Skin sweet with musky oil The lady from another grinning soul Cologne she'll wear. Silver
: (Bowie) A small Jean Genie snuck off to the city Strung out on lasers and slash back blazers Ate all your razors while pulling the waiters Talking
