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Lyrics for Unwashed And Somewhat Slightly Dazed by David Bowie:
| | | Artist: | David Bowie |
| | Album: | Space Oddity | | Track: | Unwashed And Somewhat Slightly Dazed | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 102 | | | | Lyrics: | Spy,spy,pretty girl,
I see you see me through your window.
Don't turn your nose
up,
Well, you can if you need to, you won't be the first or the last.
It must strain you
to look down so far from your father's house,
And I know what a louse like me in his house
could do for you.
I'm the Cream
Of the Great Utopia Dream.
And you're the
gleam
In the depths of your banker's spleen.
I'm a phallus in pigtails
And
there's blood on my nose,
And my tissue is rotting
Where the rats chew my bones,
And
my eye sockets empty
See nothing but pain.
I keep having this brainstorm
About twelve
times a day.
So now,You could spend the morning walking with me,quite amazed
As I'm
Unwashed and Somewhat Slightly Dazed.
I got eyes in my backside
That see electric
tomatoes
On credit card rye bread.
There are children in washrooms
Holding hands with
a queen.
And my heads full of murders
Where only killers scream.
So now you could
spend the morning talking with me quite amazed
Look out,I'm raving mad and Somewhat Slightly
Dazed.
Now you run from your window
To the porcelain bowl.
And you're sick from
your ears
To the red parquet floor.
And the Braque on the wall
Slides down your
front
And eats through your belly.
It's very catching.
So now,you should spend
the mornings lying to your father quite amazed
About the strange Unwashed and Happily Slightly
Dazed | | | |
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