There Are No Words? 
For David Bowie; words by David Bowie; arrangement by RS.

Part I

Didn't know what time it was
the lights were low
News had just come over
Where the fuck did Monday go?
I can hear the nation cry
Where are we now?
            Where are we now?
The moment you know
            you know
you know

Battle cries and champagne just in time for sunrise
Clutches of sad remains
Millions weep a fountain
            Let it be like yesterday

Solemn faced
the village settles down
undetected by the stars
and the hangman plays the mandolin
before he goes to sleep
climbing through 
the ivory vibrant cloud
Someone passed some bliss among the crowd
Now my brother lays upon the rocks
He makes you laugh
He brings you out in style
He could be dead
he could be not
He could be you
and all the fat-skinny people
and all the tall-short people

And I love your dress
Happy at the sound of your voice
You're a juvenile success
because your face is a mess
for you're dancing where the dogs decay
defecating ecstasy
Oh dress yourself my urchin one
for I hear them on the rails
They'll split your pretty cranium and fill it full of air
And tell that you're eighty but brother you won't care

In the year of the scavenger
the season of the bitch
sashay on the boardwalk
scurry to the ditch
Just another future song
lonely little kitsch
Fashions may change
heaven knows
but you still leave a stain on me
There's gonna be sorrow
try and wake up tomorrow
Don't let me hear you say life's 
            taking you nowhere
                        angel

Me
     I'm fresh on your pages
Life lies dumb on its heroes
Just wishing that
I had just something you wore
            We could have great conversations 
looking through windows for demons
and watching the young advance in
all electric
on the day of execution
at the centre of it all
            your eyes
You will set the world on fire

No death for the perfect men
Life rolls into one for them
so softly a supergod cries
Tell him we've lost his poems
so they're writing on the walls

People stared at the makeup on his face
            Really quite out of sight
A throwback from someone's LP
A mama-papa coming for you
making love with his ego
He's outrageous, he screams and he bawls
He bites on the neon and sleeps in the capsule
            Loves to be loved
            Loves to be loved
Something happened on the day he died
Spirit rose a metre and stepped aside
so he stands up 
and laughs
and he zips up his fly

We can't dance
We don't talk much
but you made everyone
and you've been everywhere
(everyone says hi)
So if it's much too hazy
you can leave my friend and me
with fond adieu
You will be my rest and peace child
The prettiest star
that hovers between the headstone and her eyes

Well David what shall I do?
What kind of magic spell to use?
Tonight the zeroes were singing for you
All your sins are hooked upon the sky
and there is no hell
and there is no shame
in the world of today for tomorrow's man

Yes he was alright 
The song went on forever
His ever loving face 
smiles on 
the whole 
human race

Uncage the colours
Unfurl the flag
They'll never clone ya
Your circuit's dead
There's something wrong
and the stars look very different today

Sun comes up and the man goes down 
I will see you in the sky
tonight
Bye bye spaceboy
Bye bye love
You've really made the grade

Drink drink drain your glass
raise your glass high
There's a starman 
                           waiting 
                       in 
          the sky 

Part II

Who's that hiding in the apple tree
clinging to a branch?
Don't be afraid it's only me
hoping for a little romance

Never born so I'll never get old
Oh no not me
Time
        he flexes like a whore
He speaks of senseless things
I never lost control
(time may change me)

My mama said
To get things done
you'd better not mess with Major Tom
Nothing gets in my way
not even locked doors
so I'll break up my room and yawn and I
run to the centre of things
I'm not a piece 
of teenage wildlife

Let me introduce you to the gang
Johnny plays the sitar
he's an existentialist
Ziggy played guitar
and jumped the silent cars that slept at traffic lights
Really wants to be a star himself
(oh, don't lean on me man)

Maybe I'm born right out of my time
breaking my life in two 
You're face to face
but I've never caught a glimpse
of how the others must see the faker
            Give me money for a change of face
            This never happened to Pablo Picasso

We'll buy some drugs and watch a band
then jump in the river holding hands
We move like tigers on Vaseline
and I'm ready to shape the scheme of things
so I'll spin while my lunatic lyric goes wrong
Guess I'll put all my eggs in a postmodern song

I could make a transformation as a rock & roll star

Sitting on a flagstone talking to a faceless girl
wondering what to say 
but my eyes do the talking so well
            See these eyes so green
I can stare for a thousand years
            See these eyes so red
Red like jungle burning bright
            See these tears so blue
An ageless heart 
that can never mend
Your eyes can be so cruel
just as I can be so cruel
I never did anything out of the blue
Blue, blue, electric blue
I'll give you eyes of blue
I'll give you a man who wants to rule the world
               the man who sold the world

I sing with impertinence
shading impermanent chords with my words 
I've borrowed your time and I'm sorry I called 
But the thought just occurred 
that we're nobody's children at all
after all
            and if you ever have to go to school
remember how they messed up this old fool
There is a happy land
where only children live
You've had your chance 
and now the doors are closed sir
Mr. Grownup 
Go away sir

Live till your rebirth 
and do what you will
Forget all I've said
Please bear me no ill
            I'm not a prophet 
or a stone age man 
just a mortal 
with the potential 
of a superman

And the rumour spread that I was aging fast
then I ran across a monster who was sleeping by a tree
and I looked
and frowned
and the monster was me
I'm screaming
that I'm gonna be living on till the end of time
and there's never gonna be enough drugs
and I'm never ever gonna get old
            Putting on my gloves
and bury my bones in the marshland

I've lived all over the world
I've left every place 
I won't be breaking no rocks
when the kingdom comes
Day after day 
they tell me I can go 
and I'd rather play here 
with all the madmen 
for I'm quite content they're all as sane as me 
(and I've been putting out fire
with gasoline)
And we light up our lives
and there's no more of me 
exploding you
re-exposing you

I'd like to be a gallery
put you all inside my show
though I don't suppose we'll meet
            Let me fly fly fly
while I'm touching tomorrow
and I know who's there
when silhouettes fall
and I'm gone

Here I am
not quite dying
my body left to rot in a hollow tree
its branches throwing shadows
on the gallows for me
I gazed a gazely stare
at all the millions here
We must have died alone
a long long time ago

My heart is never broken
my patience never tried
I got seven days to live my life 
or seven ways to die

Part III

The earth is a bitch 
Homo sapiens have outgrown their use 
We're nothing
and nothing will help us
Maybe we're lying
then you better not stay
but we could be safer
just for one day

There's a brand new talk
but it's not very clear
that people from good homes 
are talking this year
There's slaughter in the air
Someone fetch a priest
Well I wouldn't buy no merchandise
and I wouldn't go to war

Children round the world
put camel shit on the walls
Bounty and your wealth in land
Terror in a best laid plan
Don't know who else came to kneel
on this empty battlefield
but when I hear that crazy sound
I don't look down
            Rule Britannia is out of bounds

Down where your paint is cracking
look down your backstairs buddy
Somebody's living there and
he don't really feel the weather
and he don't share your pleasures
            Somewhere a baby's bleeding
The world is on a corner waiting for jobs
They're making carpets on treadmills
or garbage sorting
God and man don't believe
in modern love

What kind of fool are you and I?
Scared to death and tell me why
There are too many people
too much belief
Where there's trouble
there's poetry

Your minds are too green
I despise all I've seen
You can't stake your lives
on a saviour machine
Fear is in your head
only in your head
so forget your head
and you'll be free

Oh I get a little bit afraid
sometimes
I'm afraid of Americans
I'm afraid of the world
I'm afraid I can't help it
I'm afraid I can't
I can't live in this cage
I can't eat this candy
I'd rather be dead
or out of my head
than training these guns on those men in the sand
I'd rather be high

We are hungry men
We don't give a damn for what you're saying
We're here to eat you
Sons of the silent age
pace their rooms
like a cell's dimensions
rise for a year or two 
then make war
search through their one inch thoughts
then decide it couldn't be done

Documentaries on refugees
draw the blinds on yesterday
Put a bullet in my brain
and it makes all the papers
            We bitches tear our magazines
Those Oligarchs with foaming mouths come
right wing dicks in their boiler suits
picking out who to annihilate
Now the savage days are here
I demand a better future

But I'll be there for you
as the world falls down.

They wipe out an entire race
and I've got to write it down
and it won't be forgotten
'Cause I'll never say anything nice again
How can I?

Part IV

Look out my window and what do I see?
A crack in the sky 
and a hand reaching down to me 
Please Mr. Gravedigger
don't feel ashamed
You'll lose me though I'm always really free
            And the day will end for some
as the night begins for one
Leave my shoes and door unlocked
I might just slip away

Here comes the night

I still don't remember how this happened
I still don't get the wherefores and the whys
And isn't it me
putting pain in a stranger?
This doesn't happen to me every day
I wish I was a sailor
a thousand miles from here
I wished I had a future
anywhere

Where the flesh meets the spirit world
where the traffic is thin
I slip from a vacant view
Knowledge comes
with death's release 
I'm sinking in the quicksand 
of my thought 
and I ain't got the power anymore

Now
Not tomorrow
It's happening now
Not tomorrow
Though nothing will keep us together
we could steal time
just for one day

I believe in magic
Let's sway under the moonlight
this serious moonlight

Hey
     now my sight is failing in this twilight
     Now my death is more than just a sad song
Me
    I'm out of breath
    but not quite doubting 
I've found a door which lets me out

I'm going to the other side this time
I'm reaching the very edge
I am the blood at the corner of your eye
Don't you let my letter get you down
then I won't feel afraid

This way or no way
you know I’ll be free
just like that bluebird
Now
      ain’t that just like me

If I never see the English evergreens I’m running to
It’s nothing to me
God knows I'm good
Surely God won't look the other way

Keep your 'lectric eye on me babe
Press your space face close to mine love
as I ask you to focus on

Just walking the dead

And I'm gone
like I'm dancing on angels
And I'm gone
through the crack in the past
like a dead man walking
I'm the space invader
I'll be a rock 'n' rollin' bitch for you
Down in space it's always
1982

Me
     I'm fast like bad infection
gasping for my resurrection
What a fantastic death abyss
Tell the others
It's the Heart's filthy lesson
Strung out in heaven's high
and there is no hell
and there is no shame
Me
     I'm Robin Hood 
and I puff on my cigarette

Come straggling in your tattered remnants
You'll come to me in tears and rain
I'm your future 
I'm tomorrow
I'm the end
Forever
             I'm out here forever
and who can bear to be forgotten
Wish
        and the storm will fade away
Wish again
                  and you will stand before me 
while the sky will paint an overture 
and trees will play the rhythm of my dream

I couldn't sleep last night
This crying and grieving
won't do me no good
Let the wind blow through your hair
Be nice to the big blue sea
Don't be afraid of the man in the moon
because it's only me

People say
that when the moon is full 
and all the stars have gone to bed
            let all
                    the children
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