David Bowie - Outside - 1995

Track Listings:

Leon Takes Us Outside – 1:25
Outside – 4:04
The Hearts Filthy Lesson – 4:57
A Small Plot of Land – 6:34
(Segue) – Baby Grace (A Horrid Cassette) – 1:39
Hallo Spaceboy – 5:14
The Motel – 6:49
I Have Not Been to Oxford Town – 3:47
No Control – 4:33
(Segue) – Algeria Touchschriek – 2:03
The Voyeur of Utter Destruction (as Beauty) – 4:21
(Segue) – Ramona A. Stone/I Am With Name – 4:01
Wishful Beginnings – 5:08
We Prick You – 4:33
(Segue) – Nathan Adler – 1:00
I'm Deranged – 4:31
Thru' These Architects Eyes – 4:22
(Segue) – Nathan Adler – 0:28
Strangers When We Meet – 5:07

Personnel:

David Bowie: Vocals, Saxophone, Guitar, Keyboards
Brian Eno: Synthesizers, Treatments, Strategies
Reeves Gabrels: Guitar
Erdal Kizilcay: Bass, Keyboards
Mike Garson: Grand piano
Sterling Campbell: Drums
Carlos Alomar: Rhythm guitar
Joey Baron: Drums
Yossi Fine: Bass
Tom Frish: Additional guitar on Strangers When We Meet
Kevin Armstrong: Additional guitar on Thru' These Architect's Eyes
Bryony, Lola, Josey and Ruby Edwards: Background vocals on The Heart's Filthy Lesson and I Am With Name

--Lyrics Coming Soon--

David Bowie - Leon Takes Us Outside

Valentines Day, 25, June, 16th, Wednesday, July 6th, 20, 0, 20, 15,
Martin Luther King Day, June 18th, June 6th, Wednesday,
August 18th, 9th, 1999, 12, Nicholas, August, Wednesday, 13th, Sunday, 5th,
March, October, January, October 13th,
Wednesday, Martin Luther King Day, afternoon, in view of nothing, 20, 0, 1,
late winter, Martin Luther King Day, 12, 16,
August, Wednesday, 13th, Friday, 7, June.

David Bowie - Outside

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 diva's hands
The fisting of life
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

David Bowie - The Hearts Filthy Lesson

(Hearts filthy lesson)
(Hearts filthy lesson)
(Hearts filthy lesson)

There's always the Diamond friendly
Sitting in the Laugh Motel
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
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
Falls upon dead ears

(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
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 Hearts Filthy Lesson
Paddy, what a fantastic death abyss
(Hearts filthy lesson)
It's the Hearts Filthy Lesson
Tell the others

David Bowie - A Small Plot Of Land

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
Poor soul
Poor soul
Poor soul

David Bowie - (Segue) Baby Grace (A Horrid Cassette)

Test, testing, testing
This, hmmm, Grace is my name
And and I was...um...
It was that phot... 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, bit too fast like a brain patch
And ah they won't let me see anybody
If I want to sometimes and I ask
I can still hear some pop...popular musics
And aftershocks. (Ahhh-choo)
See I've been watching a television of um... in the homelands
That's the new homelands and um that's all I can remember
And now they just want me to be quiet
And I think something is going to be horrid

David Bowie - Hallo Spaceboy

Spaceboy, you're sleepy now
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

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 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

And the chaos is calling me

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


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
Moondust will cover you
Moondust will cover you
Moondust will cover you
Moondust will cover you

David Bowie - The Motel

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

And there's no more of me exploding you
Re-exposing you
Like everybody do
Re-exploding you

I don't know what to use
Make somebody move
Me exploding
Me exploding you

David Bowie - I Have Not Been To Oxford Town

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've been

And the wheels are turning and turning
As the 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
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 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

David Bowie - No Control

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 darkened shore wouldn't bother me
If I can't control the web we weave
My life will be lost in the fallen leaves

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

I should live my life on bended knee
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 memory, no control
See how far a sinful man
Burns 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 should live my life on bended knee
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

David Bowie - (Segue) Algeria Touchshriek

My name is Mr. Touchshriek
Of Touchshriek with mail over and fantasy
My shop sells egg shells off the see shores and empty females

I'm thinking of leasing the room above my shop
To a Mr. Walloff Domburg
A reject from the world wide intellect

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 man
Oh, I dream of something like that

David Bowie - The Voyeur Of Utter Destruction (As Beauty)

Turn, and turn again
Turn, and turn again

I shake
And stare at the sun
Till my eyes burn

I shake
At 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

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 (x15)
Today (x15)

David Bowie - (Segue) Ramona A.Stone / I Am With Name

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 mid-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 hearts in
And I hate the funny colored english
We'll creep togeher 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 fear 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
She should say: twitch & stream
It'll end in chrome
Night of the female good time drone
I am with name
I am Ramona A Stone
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

I am Ramona A Stone

[Give it to me one more time!]
Anxiety descending
Anxiety descending

David Bowie - Wishful Begginings

Cruising around me the flames burn my body
Wishful beginnings
Does this remind them again & 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 the wings
We were deep in the dead air
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

David Bowie - We Prick You


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

David Bowie - (Segue) Nathan Adler

Old Touchschriek was the main name server
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 mine 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

David Bowie - I'm Deranged

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 my love
I'm deranged down down down
So cruise me babe cruise me baby

And the rain sets in
It's the angel-man
I'm deranged

Cruise me cruise me cruise me babe

The clutch of life and the fist of love
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

Cruise me cruise me cruise me babe

I'm deranged

David Bowie - Thru These Architects Eyes

(We're living in a golden age, a golden age, a golden age)
(We're living in a golden age, a golden age, a golden age)
(We're living in a golden age, a golden age, a golden age)

Stomping along on this big Philip 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 know
You know the money's from day to day

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

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

Stomping along on this big Phillip 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 in our lives
All the concrete dreams in my mind's eye
All the joy I see
Thru these architect's eyes

It's difficult you see
It's difficult you see

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

David Bowie - (Segue) Nathan Adler

Ramona is so cold
When she broke it off with Leon,
She said "The ring is enough,
I don't wanna see this face again"
Ramona was so cold
Ramona was so cold

David Bowie - Strangers When We Meet

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 rechauffé
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
Raining tears upon the sheet
I'm resentful
For we're strangers when we meet

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

Your embrace
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
But 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