My Death (A Jacques Brel song) 1972 RarestOneBowie My death waits like an old roué 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 Weep loud 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 what ever 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 magicians' 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

1984/Dodo 1973 (Previously unreleased track) Rykodisc Sound + Vision box set (CD-2) Someday they won't let you, but now you must agree The times they are a-telling, and the changing isn't free You've read it in the tea leaves, the tracks are on TV Beware the savage jaw Of 1984 They'll break your pretty cranium, and fill it full of air And tell you that you're eighty, but lover you won't care You'll be shooting up as usual like tomorrow wasn't there Beware the savage jaw Of 1984 Come see, come see, remember me? We played at an all night movie role You said it would last, but I guess we rolled In 1984 (who could ask for more) 1984 (who could ask for more) Now we can talk in confidence Did you guess that we've been done wrong? Lies jump in queue to be first in line Such a shameless design He thinks he's well screened from the man at the top It's a shame that his children disagree They coolly decide to sell him down the line Daddy's brainwashing time He's a dodo, no no, didn't hear it from me (didn't hear it from me) He's a dodo, no no, didn't hear it from me (didn't hear it from me) She's doesn't recall her blessed childhood of yore When a unit was a figure, not a she When lovers chose each other seems the perks are due Another memo to screw She's a dodo, no no, didn't hear it from me (didn't hear it from me) She's a dodo, no no, didn't hear it from me (didn't hear it from me) Can you wipe your nose my child Without them slotting in your file a photograph? Will you sleep in fear tonight? Wake to find the scorching light of neighbour Jim He's come to turn you in Another dodo, no no, didn't hear it from me (didn't hear it from me) Another dodo, no no, didn't hear it from me (didn't hear it from me) Another dodo, no no, didn't hear it from me (didn't hear it from me) Come see, come see, remember me? We played at an all night movie role You said it would last, but I guess we enrolled In 1984, who could ask for more 1984, who could ask for mor-or-or-or-ore Mor-or-or-or-ore 1984 1984 (who could ask for more) 1984 1984 (who could ask for more) 1984 1984 (who could ask for more) 1984 Ooooo

Ching-A-Ling 1969 The Deram Anthology While walking on Red Roosters Lawn A char-faced man I'd spy He blew into his handkerchief And stuttered as he sighed I wish I'd play the doodah horn The doodah horn is fine I'd sell my house and ferny coach To make this daydream mine Doodah doo, doodah (etc.) Whilst flying through an azure cloud A crystal girl I'd spy She kissed the blue bird's honey tongue And stuttered as she sighed I wish to sing the Ching-A-Ling song Ching-A-Ling song is fine I'd give my jewels and caviar To make this daydream mine Ching-A-Ling, Ching-A-Ling, Ching-A-Ling(etc.) While stepping through a heaven's eye Two lover souls we spied They wished the cloud boys sang to me A cheerful happy cry We love to play our love-strong hearts No better do we know No gifts of money do we give For love is all we own La la la la la la, la la la la la la la la Ching-A-Ling, Ching-A-Ling, Ching-A-Ling(etc.)

Drive In Saturday 1973 Aladdin Sane 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 another phone I'll ring and see if your friends are home Perhaps the strange ones in the dome Can lend us a book We can read up alone And try to get it on like once before When people stared in Jagger's eyes and scored Like the video films we saw His name was always Buddy And he's shrug and ask to stay And she'd sigh like Twig the Wonder Kid And turn her face away She's uncertain if she likes him But she knows she really loves him It's a crash course for the ravers It's a Drive-in Saturday Jung the foreman prayed at work That neither hands nor limbs would burst It's hard enough to keep formation with this fall-out saturation Cursing at the Astronette That stands in steel by his cabinet He's crashing out with Sylvian The Bureau Supply for ageing men With snorting head he gazes to the shore Which once had raised a sea that raged no more Like the video films we saw His name was always Buddy And he'd shrug and ask to stay And she'd sigh like Twig the Wonder Kid And turn her face away She's uncertain if she likes him But she knows she really loves him It's a crash course for the ravers It's a Drive-in Saturday

Footstompin' (by Collins/Piron/Rand) 1974 RarestOneBowie Everybody young and old Learns how to rock 'n roll Listen to something new Everybody sure can do CHORUS Footstompin', footstompin', footstompin', footstompin' (footstompin', footstompin', footstompin') Footstompin' All of the time Even just the other day Taught it to my sister May Red haired Mr Blue sure can do that stomping too CHORUS Wish I could shimmy like my sister Kate Well she can shimmy like a jelly on a plate All the girls are I can do it I can do it yeah Oooh Everybody in the neighbourhood Knows I can shimmy, shimmy good I won't be an angel so I ought to be East going west, I go the west Meet me at the dance hall We're going to have a ball Show cure all you want Forlorn Reborn CHORUS Footstompin' All of the time

Friday On My Mind (An Easybeats song) covered 1973 PinUps Monday morning feels so bad Everybody seems to nag me Coming Tuesday I feel better Even my old man looks good Wednesday just don't go Thursday goes too slow I've got Friday on my mind CHORUS (See my baby) Gonna have fun in the city (feel like f*cking you) (Do my baby screw) Be with my girl she's so pretty (all I want to do) (I'll go crazy) She looks fine tonight (zoom zoom zoom) She is out of sight to me (so divine) (Tonight) I spend my bread (Tonight) I lose my head (Tonight) I've got to get tonight Monday I have Friday on my mind Do the five day drag once more (Monday blue) There is nothing else that bugs me More than working for the rich men (poor man, beggar man, thief) Hey I'll change that scene one day Today I might be mad Tomorrow I'll be glad 'Cause I'll have Friday on my mind CHORUS (See my baby) (feel like f*cking you) Gonna have fun (zoom zoom zoom) Be with my girl (repeat ad lib.)

Hallo Spaceboy 1997 Earthling VERSE (Hallo) Spaceboy, you're sleepy now [second time Hallo] Your silhouette is so stationary You're released but your custody calls And I want to be free Don't you want to 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 CHORUS So bye bye love Yeah bye bye love Bye bye love Yeah bye bye love This chaos is killing me VERSE And the chaos is calling me Yeah bye bye love CHORUS This chaos is killing me This chaos is killing me Yeah bye bye love Bye bye love Good time love Be sweet sweet dove Bye bye spaceboy Bye bye love Moondust will cover you (repeat ad. inf)

Lightning Frightening 1970 (previously unreleased track) The Man Who Sold The World - Rykodisc I'll give you back my farm and I'll give you back my house I'll give you back my right to be free I've got moon, I've got sun Lightning, lightning, lightning I've got me, I've got you Frightening, frightening, frightening I'll give you back my farm and I'll give you back my house I'll give you back my right to be free I'll give you back my farm and I'll give you back my house I'll give you back my right to be free I've got moon, I've got sun (I've got) Lightning, lightning, lightning I've got me, I've got you (It's) Frightening, frightening, frightening

London Bye Ta-Ta 1968 (previously unreleased demo) Forgotten Songs of David Robert Jones CHORUS: London bye ta-ta Strange young town London bye ta-ta Brought me down Don't like your new face That's not nice Got to go far far London bye ta-ta Gee gee, gee gee Take me away Gee gee, gee gee Take me today The boys in the clothes shop Sold me curry for a pound His cardboard face is soggy And his selling thorny crowns I loved her! I loved her! I've got to get away now But I loved her! CHORUS Red light, green light Make up your mind Red light, green light You're far too un-kind She loves to love all beauty And she says the norm is funny But she whimpers in the morning When she finds she has no money I loved her! I loved her! I've got to get away now But I loved her! Ahhh! CHORUS CHORUS Oh, London bye ta-ta Oh, London bye ta-ta Oh, ehh

Loving The Alien 1984 Tonight Watching them come and go The templars and the saracens They're traveling the holy land Opening telegrams Torture comes and torture goes Knights who'd give you anything They bear the cross of coeur de leon Salvation for the mirror blind But if you pray all your sins are hooked upon the sky Pray and the heathen lie will disappear Prayers they hide the saddest view (Believing the strangest things, loving the alien) And your prayers they break the sky in two (Believing the strangest things, loving the alien) You pray till the break of dawn (Believing the strangest things, loving the alien) And you'll believe you're loving the alien (Believing the strangest things, loving the alien) Thinking of a different time Palestine a modern problem Bounty and your wealth in land Terror in a best laid plan Watching them come and go Tomorrows and the yesterdays Christians and the unbelievers Hanging by the cross and nail

Miracle Goodnight 1993 Black Tie White Noise Burning up each others' love, burning up our lives Tried all kinds of working out, miracle goodnight Future full and empty knocking on my door Ragged limbed and hungry mama Miracle no more (Skin tell me) turn it around (Head tell me) make it alright (Nobody dancing) Morning star you're beautiful, yellow dime on high Spin you round my little room, miracle goodnight Evening flower all alone, puzzling capeche Haven't got a death wish, just want a little more CHORUS (Skin tell me) turn it around (Head tell me) make it alright (Nobody dancing) miracle goodnight (Breath tell me) turn it around (Heart tell me) make it alright (Nobody dancing) it was only make believe I wish I was a sailor a thousand miles from here I wished I had a future, anywhere I love you in the morning sun, I love you in my dreams I love the sound of making love, the feeling of your skin The corner of your eyes, I long forevermore I never want to say goodnight, miracle goodnight CHORUS Don't want to know the past, I want to know the real deal I really don't want to know that The less we know, the better we feel Morning star you're beautiful, yellow diamond high Spinning around my little room, miracle CHORUS (Skin tell me) turn it around (Moon tell me) make it alright (Nobody dancing) it was only make believe (Eyes tell me) turn it around (News tell me) make it alright (Nobody dancing) CHORUS

Moonage Daydream 1972 The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders From Mars. I'm an alligator I'm a mama-papa comin' for you I'm a space invader I'll be a rock 'n rollin' bitch for you Keep your mouth shut You're squawking like a pink monkey bird And I'm busting up my brains for the words CHORUS 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 CHORUS Freak out Far out In out

Velvet Goldmine 1972 (single B-Side) Best of David Bowie 1969 -1974 You got crazy legs, you got amazin' head You got rings on your fingers and your hair's hot red You got the width of my tongue name on the sun I clutch you close to my breast Cause you're the only one who uses school to pleasure You make me act real gone, you make me troll along I had to ravish your capsule, suck you dry Feel the teeth in your bones, heal ya head with my own Why if I don't have you whole, is that your final love? Here all together CHORUS Velvet goldmine, you stroke me like the rain Snake it, take it, panther princess you must stay Velvet goldmine, naked on your chain I'll be your king volcano right for you again and again My velvet goldmine You're my taste, my trip, I'll be your master zip I'll chop your hair off for kicks, you'll make me jump to my feet So you'll give me your hand, give me your sound Let my sea wash your face, I'm falling, I can't stand Oooh! Clutch your makeup! CHORUS Oh Shoot you down, bang bang CHORUS Velvet goldmine...(hum)