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Michaela Admin
| Subject: David Bowie - Realty - 2003 Fri Jul 10, 2009 1:14 pm | |
| Track Listings:
New Killer Star – 4:40 Pablo Picasso – 4:06 Never Get Old – 4:25 The Loneliest Guy – 4:11 Looking for Water – 3:28 She'll Drive the Big Car – 4:35 Days – 3:19 Fall Dog Bombs the Moon – 4:04 Try Some, Buy Some – 4:24 Reality – 4:23 Bring Me the Disco King – 7:45
Bonus CD two Tracks:
Fly – 4:10 Queen of All the Tarts (Overture) – 2:53 Rebel Rebel (2003 re-recording) – 3:10
Personnel:
David Bowie – vocals, guitar, keyboards, percussion, saxophone, stylophone, synthesizer Sterling Campbell – drums Gerry Leonard – guitar Earl Slick – guitar Mark Plati – bass, guitar Mike Garson – piano David Torn – guitar Gail Ann Dorsey – backing vocals Catherine Russell – backing vocals Matt Chamberlain – drums on "Bring Me the Disco King" and "Fly" Tony Visconti – bass, guitar, keyboards, vocals Mario J. McNulty – additional percussion and drums on "Fall Dog Bombs the Moon" Carlos Alomar – guitar on "Fly"
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| Subject: Re: David Bowie - Realty - 2003 Fri Jul 10, 2009 1:15 pm | |
| David Bowie - New Killer Star
See the great white scar Over Battery Park Then a flare glides over But I won't look at that scar Oh, my nuclear baby Oh, my idiot trance All my idiot questions Let's face the music and dance
Don't ever say I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready I'll never say I'm better, I'm better, I'm better Don't ever say I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready I'll never said I'm better, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better than you
All the corners of the buildings Who but we remember these? The sidewalks and trees I'm thinking now I got a better way I discovered a star I got a better way Ready, set, go I got a better way A new killer star I got a better way Ready, set, go I got a better way The stars in your eyes I got a better way Ready, set, go I got a better way I discovered a star I got a better way Ready, set, go
See my life in a comic Like the way they did the Bible With the bubbles and action The little details in colour First a horseback bomber Just a small thin chance Like seeing Jesus on Dateline Let's face the music and dance Don't ever say I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready I'll never said I'm better, I'm better, I'm better Don't ever say I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready I'll never said I'm better, I'm better, I'm better, I'm better than you
All the corners of the buildings Who but we remember these? The sidewalks and trees I'm thinking now I got a better way I discovered a star I got a better way Ready, set, go I got a better way A new killer star I got a better way Ready, set, go I got a better way The stars in your eyes I got a better way Ready, set, go I got a better way I discovered a star I got a better way Ready, set, go I got a better way I got a better way Ready, set, go I got a better way I got a better way Ready, set, go I got a better way Oooh oo I got a better way
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| Subject: Re: David Bowie - Realty - 2003 Thu Jul 01, 2010 4:44 am | |
| David Bowie - Pablo Picasso
Swinging on the back porch Jumping off a big log Pablo's feeling better now Hanging by his finger nails
Swinging on the back porch Jumping off a big log Pablo's feeling better now Hanging by his finger nails
Well some people try to pick up girls They get called assholes This never happened to Pablo Picasso
The girls would turn the colour of a juicy avocado When he would drive down their street in his El Dorado
He could walk down your street Girls could not resist his stare So Pablo Picasso was never called an asshole Not like you Wow!
Swinging on the back porch Jumping off a big log Pablo's feeling better now Hanging by his finger nails
Swinging on the back porch Jumping off a big log Pablo's feeling better now Hanging by his finger nails
He could walk down your street And girls could not resist his stare Pablo Picasso never got called an asshole
Well the girls would turn the colour of a juicy avocado When he would drive down their street in his El Dorado
Well he was only 5'3" But girls could not resist his stare Pablo Picasso never got called an asshole Not in New York Wow!
Swinging on the back porch Jumping off a big log Pablo's feeling better now Hanging by his finger nails
Swinging on the back porch Jumping off a big log Pablo's feeling better now Hanging by his picture nails
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| Subject: Re: David Bowie - Realty - 2003 Thu Jul 01, 2010 4:44 am | |
| David Bowie - Never Get Old
Better take care Think I better go, better get a room Better take care of me Again and again
I think about this and I think about personal history Better take care I breathe so deep when the movie gets real When the star turns round Again and again He looks me in the eye says he's got his mind on a countdown 3-2-1 Forever
I'm screaming that I'm gonna be living on till the end of time Forever The sky splits open to a dull red skull My head hangs low 'cause it's all over now
And there's never gonna be enough money And there's never gonna be enough drugs And I'm never ever gonna get old There's never gonna be enough bullets There's never gonna be enough sex And I'm never ever gonna get old So I'm never ever gonna get high And I'm never ever gonna get low And I'm never ever gonna get old
Better take care
The moon flows on to the edges of the world because of you Again and again And I'm awake in an age of light living it because of you Better take care I'm looking at the future solid as a rock because of you Again and again
Wanna be here and I wanna be there Living just like you, living just like me Forever Putting on my gloves and bury my bones in the marshland Forever Think about my soul but I don't need a thing just the ring of the bell in the pure clean air
And I'm running down the street of life And I'm never gonna let you die And I'm never ever gonna get old And I'm never ever gonna get I'm never ever gonna get I'm never ever gonna get old And I'm never ever gonna get And I'm never ever gonna get Never ever gonna get old
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| Subject: Re: David Bowie - Realty - 2003 Thu Jul 01, 2010 4:45 am | |
| David Bowie - The Lonliest Guy
Streets damp and warm Empty smell metal Weeds between buildings Pictures on my hard drive But I'm the luckiest guy Not the loneliest guy
Steam under floor Shards by the mirrors frame Clouds green and low No sign, no nothing now But I'm the luckiest guy Not the loneliest guy
All the pages that have turned All the errors left unlearned, oh Well I'm the luckiest guy Not the loneliest guy In the world Not me Not me
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| Subject: Re: David Bowie - Realty - 2003 Thu Jul 01, 2010 4:45 am | |
| David Bowie - Looking For Water
Silver leaves are spinning round Take my hand as we go down and down and down Looking for water But I lost God in a New York minute Don't know about you but my heart's not in it (Looking looking looking) I'm looking for water I'm looking for water (Looking looking looking) I can't breathe the air Can't raise the fight 'Cause all we've got left is a beat in the night And I'm Looking for water Looking for water Looking for water Looking looking
Take my hand as we go down and down Leave it all behind nothing will be found I'm looking for water I'm looking for water Looking for water (Looking looking) I'm looking for water Looking everywhere Looking for water Looking here and there I'm looking for water I'm looking for water Looking for water (Looking looking)
I can't live in this cage I can't eat this candy To the ends of the Earth To this pain in my head The look in your eyes That never means never The dawns early light Baby dumb is forever
(Looking looking) (Looking looking)
Looking for water (Looking looking) I'm looking for water Looking for water (Looking looking) I'm looking for water Looking for water (Looking looking) I'm looking for water Looking for water (Looking looking) I'm looking for water Looking for water (Looking looking) I'm looking for water Looking for water
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| Subject: Re: David Bowie - Realty - 2003 Thu Jul 01, 2010 4:46 am | |
| David Bowie - She'll Drive The Big Car
She waited by the moon She was sick with fear and cold She felt too old for all of this Of course he'll never show She lugged her suitcase to the bus Melted home, through the snow North-bound on river-side
She slipped beneath the sheets Her husband's quiet devoted wife But strange, and sad, and nervous By the dawn's early light
And love lies like a dead clown On a shabby yellow lawn Up on Riverside
She'll drive the big car He'll sit behind She'll keep her mind on Jessica South along the Hudson
She'll turn the radio high Find a station playing sad, sad, soul Just a little bit louder now (Just a little bit louder now) South along the Hudson (I'll bring you there)
Just a little bit faster now (Just a little bit faster now) Just a little bit louder now (Just a little bit louder now) Just a little bit angry now (Just a little bit angry now) South along the Hudson (I'll bring you there)
She'll drive the big car Tuck herself to sleep (I'll bring you there) Just a little bit louder now (Just a little bit louder now) Just a little bit angry now (I'll bring you there) Way back when millenium Meant racing to the light He promised her the dream life He took her back to street life
Away from wild and water With his cormorants and leaves Up on Riverside
Uh, she'll drive the big car He'll sit behind Bursting her bubbles of love and grand South along the Hudson
She'll turn the radio way up high Find a station playing sad, sad soul Just a little bit louder now (Just a little bit louder now) South along the Hudson (I'll bring you there)
Just a little bit faster now (Just a little bit faster now) Just a little bit louder now (Just a little bit louder now) Just a little bit angry now (Just a little bit angry now) South along the Hudson (I'll bring you there)
Just a little bit faster now (Just a little bit faster now) Just a little bit louder now (Just a little bit louder now) Just a little bit angry now (Just a little bit angry now) South along the Hudson (I'll bring you there)
She'll drive the big car He'll sit behind (I'll bring you there) She'll keep her mind on Jessica Just a little bit faster now (I'll bring you there) Just a little bit faster now (Just a little bit faster now)
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| Subject: Re: David Bowie - Realty - 2003 Thu Jul 01, 2010 4:46 am | |
| David Bowie - Days
Hold me tight Keep me cool Going mad Don't know what to do Do I need a friend? Well, I need one now
All the days of my life All the days of my life All the days I owe you
All I've done I've done for me All you gave You gave for free I gave nothing in return And there's little left of me
All the days of my life All the days of my life All the days I owe you
In red-eyed pain I'm knocking on your door again My crazy brain in tangles Pleading for your gentle voice Those storms keep pounding through my head and heart I pray you'll soothe my sorry soul
All the days of my life (All the days of my life) All the days of my life (All the days of my life)
All the days I owe you All the days of my life (All the days of my life) All the days of my life (All the days of my life) All the days I owe you
All the days of my life (All the days of my life) All the days of my life (All the days of my life) All the days I owe you
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| Subject: Re: David Bowie - Realty - 2003 Thu Jul 01, 2010 4:47 am | |
| David Bowie - Fall Dog Bombs The Moon
Hope little girl Come blow me away I don't care much I win anyway Just a dog
I'm God damn rich An exploding man When I talk in the night There's oil on my hands What a dog
Fall dog is cruel and smart Smart time breaks the heart Fall dog bombs the moon
Devil in a market place Devil in your bleeding face Fall dog bombs the moon What a dog
There's always a moron Someone to hate A corporate tie A wig and a date Just a dog
These blackest of years That have no sound No shape, no depth No underground What a dog
Fall dog is cruel and smart Smart time breaks the heart Fall dog bombs the moon
A devil in a market place A devil in your bleeding face Fall dog bombs the moon What a dog
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| Subject: Re: David Bowie - Realty - 2003 Thu Jul 01, 2010 4:47 am | |
| David Bowie - Try Some, Buy Some
Way back in time Someone said try some I tried some Now buy some, I bought some... Oh oh oh After a while When I had tried them, denied them I opened my eyes and I saw you...
Not a thing did I have Not a thing did I see 'Till I called on your love And your love came to me Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh ohhh
Through my life I've seen grey sky, met big fry Seen them die to get high... Ohhh And when it seemed that I would only be lonely I opened my eyes and I saw you
Not a thing did I feel Not a thing did I know 'Till I called on your love And your love sure did grow Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh ohhh
Won't you try some Baby won't you buy some Won't you try some Baby won't you buy some Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh
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| Subject: Re: David Bowie - Realty - 2003 Thu Jul 01, 2010 4:48 am | |
| David Bowie - Reality
Tragic youth was looking young and sexy The tragic youth was wearing tattered black jeans Bearing arms and flaunting all her mischief The tragic youth was going down on me
And I swear Woo hoo Yes I swear
I built a wall of sound to separate us And hid among the junk of wretched highs I sped from Planet X to Planet Alpha Struggling for reality
Ha ha ha ha Woo hoo Ha ha ha ha Whoo hoo
Hey, now my sight is failing in this twilight Da da da da da da da da da Now my death is more than just a sad song Da da da da da da da da da And I swear Woo hoo Yes I swear Woo hoo
I still don't remember how this happened I still don't get the wherefores and the whys I look for sense but I get next to nothing Hey boy welcome to reality
Ha ha ha ha Woo hoo
I've been right and I've been wrong Now I'm back where I started from Never looked over reality's shoulder
Ha ha ha ha Huh ha ha ha Woo hoo
Huh ha ha Wooh Woo hoo Wooh
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| Subject: Re: David Bowie - Realty - 2003 Thu Jul 01, 2010 4:49 am | |
| David Bowie - Bring Me The Disco King
You promised me the ending would be clear You'd let me know when the time was now Don't let me know when you're opening the door Stab me in the dark, let me disappear
Memories that flutter like bats out of hell Stab you from the city spires Life wasn't worth the balance Or the crumpled paper it was written on
Don't let me know we're invisible Don't let me know we're invisible
Hot cash days that you trailed around Cold cold nights under chrome and glass Led me down a river of perfumed limbs Sent me to the streets with the good time girls
Don't let me know we're invisible Don't let me know we're invisible
We could dance, dance, dance through the fire Dance, dance, dance through the fire
Feed me no lies I don't know about you, I don't know about you Breathe through the years I don't know about you, I don't know about you Bring me the disco king I don't know about you, I don't know about you Dead or alive Bring me the disco king Bring me the disco king Bring me the disco king Bring me the disco king
Spin-offs with those who slept like corpses Damp morning rays in the stiff back clubs Killing time in the '70s Smelling of love through the moist winds Don't let me know when you're opening the door Close me in the dark, let me disappear Soon there'll be nothing left of me Nothing left to release
Dance, dance, dance through the fire Dance, dance, dance through the fire Feed me no lies I don't know about you, I don't know about you Breathe through the years I don't know about you, I don't know about you Bring me the disco king I don't know about you, I don't know about you Breathe through the years Dead or alive, bring me the disco king Bring me the disco king Bring me the disco king, bring me the disco king Bring me the disco king, bring me the disco king Bring me the disco king, bring me the disco king
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| Subject: Re: David Bowie - Realty - 2003 Thu Jul 01, 2010 4:49 am | |
| David Bowie - Fly
The television's on but I'm walking through the yard The house is fast asleep but I'm crying in my car
Dying for the weekend
The kids are alright but they don't smile much They sit up in their garage with their decks and their stuff
Dying for the weekend
The boys are in charge but his mother doesn't know He never got around yet to telling her so
It would only make her crazy
And I'll be fine I'm only sleeping in my head And I can fly I close my eyes and I can fly
The television's on but I'm walking through the yard The house is fast asleep but I'm crying in my car
Dying for the weekend
The kids have got a gig in an all-night rave They're lookin' pretty tough but I still want to say
Do you really have to go?
Down in the back street a skinny kid cries Bad drive Saturday another life flys
Dying for the weekend
And I'll be fine I'm only sleeping in my head And I can fly I close my eyes and I can fly
And I can fly And fall towards the end And I can fly
And I'll be fine I'm only sleeping in my head And I can fly I close my eyes and I can fly
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| Subject: Re: David Bowie - Realty - 2003 Thu Jul 01, 2010 4:50 am | |
| David Bowie - Queen Of All The Tarts (Overture)
Queen of Queen of all the tarts Queen of Queen of all the tarts
Queen of Queen of all the tarts Queen of Queen of all the tarts
Queen of Queen of Queen of
Queen of
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| Subject: Re: David Bowie - Realty - 2003 Thu Jul 01, 2010 4:51 am | |
| David Bowie - Rebel Rebel 2003
You've got your mother in a whirl She's not sure if you're a boy or a girl Hey babe, your hair's alright Hey babe, let's go out tonight You like me, and I like it all We like dancing and we look divine You love bands when they're playing hard You want more and you want it fast They put you down, they say I'm wrong You tacky thing, you put them on
Your Your Your Your
Your, Rebel Rebel, you've torn your dress Rebel Rebel, your face is a mess Rebel Rebel, how could they know? Hot tramp, I love you so
You've got your mother in a whirl 'cause she's Not sure if you're a boy or a girl Hey babe, your hair's alright Hey babe, let's stay out tonight You like me, and I like it all We like dancing and we look divine You love bands when they're playing hard You want more and you want it fast They put you down, they say I'm wrong You tacky thing, you put them on
Your, Rebel Rebel, you've torn your dress Rebel Rebel, your face is a mess Your, Rebel Rebel, how could they know Hot tramp, I love you so
You've got your mother in a whirl 'cause she's Not sure if you're a boy or a girl Hey babe, your hair's alright Hey babe, let's stay out tonight Stay out tonight Stay out tonight Stay out tonight
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