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@ALBUM: Bowie Rare
ARTIST: David Bowie

@SONG: Ragazzo Solo, Ragazza Sola

La mia mente ha preso il volo
Un pensiero uno solo
Io cammino mentre dorme la citta'

I suoi occhi nella notte
Fanali bianchi nella notte
Una voce che mi parla chi sara'?

Dimmi ragazzo solo dove vai,
Perche' tanto dolore?
Hai perduto senza dubbio un grande amore
Ma di amori e' tutta piena la citta'

No ragazza sola no no no
Stavolta sei in errore
Non ho perso solamente un grande amore
Ieri sera ho perso tutto con lei

Ma lei
I colori della vita
Dei cieli blu
Una come lei non la trovero' mai piu'

Ora ragazzo solo dove andrai
La notte e' un grande mare
Se ti serve la mia mano per nuotare
Grazie ma stasera io vorrei morire
Perche' sai negli occhi miei
C'e' n angelo, un angelo
Che ormai non vola piu' che ormai non vola piu'
Che ormai non vola piu'

C'e' lei
I colori della vita
Dei cieli blu
Una come lei non la trovero' mai piu'

@SONG: 'Round And 'Round

Well the joint was rocking
Going round and round
Yeah reeling and rocking
Oh what a crazy sound
Well they never stopped rocking
'Til the moon went down
Well it sounded so sweet
Had to take a chance
I rose out of my seat
And I had to dance
Started moving my feet
And clapping my hands

We kept on rocking
Going round and round
Yeah reeling and rocking
What a crazy sound
Oh well we never stopped rocking
'Til the moon went down

About twelve o'clock
When the place was packed
The front door was locked
I said the place was packed
When the police knocked
Those doors flew back
But kept on rocking
Going round and round
Yeah reeling and rocking
What a crazy sound
Well we never stopped rocking
'Til the moon went down
Yeah
About twelve o'clock
Around lock up time
Well the doors were locked
I said the place was packed
When the police knocked
Those doors flew back
But kept on rocking
Going round and round
Oh reeling and rocking
What a crazy sound
Well we never stopped rocking
'Til the moon went down

Well we kept on rocking
Going round and round
Yeah reeling and rocking
What a crazy sound
Well we never stopped rocking
'Til the moon went down

@SONG: Amsterdam

In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who sings
Of the dreams that he brings
From the wide open sea

In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who sleeps
While the riverbank weeps
To the old willow tree

In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who dies
Full of beer, full of cries
In the drunken town fight

In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who's born
On a hot muggy morn
By the dawn's early light

In the port of Amsterdam
Where the sailors all meet
There's a sailor who eats
Only fish head and tails
And he'll show you his teeth
That have rotted too soon
That can haul up the sails
That can swallow the moon
And he yells to the cook
With his arms open wide
Hey! bring me more fish
Throw it down by my side
And he once sought to belch
But he's too full to try
So he stands up and laughs
And he zips up his fly

In the port of Amsterdam
You can see the sailors dance
ANd they're bursting their pants
Grinding women to porch
They've forgotten the tune
That their whiskey voice croaked
Splitting the night with the
Roar of their jokes
And they turn and they dance
And they laugh and they lust
'Til the rancid sound of the
Accordion bursts and then
Out of the night
With their pride in their pants
And the sluts that they tow
Underneath the street lamps

In the port of Amsterdam
There's a sailor who drinks
And he drinks
And he drinks
And he drinks once again
He'll drink to the health
Of the whores of Amsterdam
Who've given their bodies
To a thousand other men
Yeah they bargain their virtue
Their goodness all gone
For a few dirty coins
When they just can't go on
Blows his nose to the sky
On the sea up above
And he pisses like I cry
In the port of Amsterdam
In the port of Amsterdam

@SONG: Holy Holy

Listen day
Let me lie low
Lie low with you
To be alive
My oh my

Slowly
We get good and holy
Helping one another
Just a righteous brother

Night time
Gimme back the night time
I don't wanna be angel
Just a little bit evil
I feel a devil in me

Holy holy
Hold on to anyone
Hold on to anyone
But just let me be

Holy holy
Hold on to anyone
Hold on to anyone
An' let go of me

Listen lady
Let me lie low
Lie low with you
To be alive
My oh my

Holy holy
Hold on to anyone
Hold on to anyone
But just let me be

Holy holy
Hold on to anyone
Hold on to anyone
An' let go of me

@SONG: Panic In Detroit

He looked a lot like Che Guevara
Drove a diesel van
Kept his gun in quiet seclusion.
Such a humble man
The only survivor
Of the national people's gang.

Panic in Detroit. I asked for an autograph
He wanted to stay home. I wish someone would phone
Panic in Detroit.

He laughed at accidental sirens
That broke the evening gloom
The police had warned of repercussions
They followed none too soon
A trickle of strangers
Were all that were left alive

Panic in Detroit. I asked for an autograph
He wanted to stay home. I wish someone would phone
Panic in Detroit

Putting on some clothes I made my way to school
An' found my teacher crouching in his overalls
I screamed and ran to smash my favourite slot machine
An' jumped the silent cars that slept at traffic lights.

Having scored a trillion dollars,
Made a run back home.
Found him slumped across the table.
A fun and me alone.
I ran to the window.
Looked for a plane or two.

Panic in Detroit. He'd left me an autograph
"Let me collect dust". I wish someone would phone
Panic in Detroit

@SONG: Young Americans

They pulled in just behind the fridge
He laid her down - he frowns
"Gee my life's a funny thing
Am I still too young"
He kissed then and there
She took his ring, took his babies
It took him minutes, took her nowhere
Heaven knows she'd've taken anything

All night - she wants the young American
It's all right - but she wants the young American

Scanning life through the picture window
She finds the slinky vagabond
He coughs as he passes her Ford Mustang
Heaven forbid she'll take anything
But the freak and his type - all for nothing
He misses a step and cuts his hand
Showing nothing he swoops like a song
She cries "Where have all papa's heroes gone?"

All night - she wants the young American
It's all right - but she wants the young American

All the way from Washington
Her breadwinner begs of the bathroom floor
"We live for just these twenty years
Do we have to die for the fifty more"

All night - he wants the young American
It's all right - but he wants the young American

Do you remember president Nixon
Do you remember the bills you have to pay
Or even yesterday

But you ain't a pimp and you ain't a hustler
Pimps got a Cadi - lady got a Chrysler
Black got respect - white got his soul train
Mama's got cramps and look at your hands
I heard the news today oh boy
I got a suite and you got defeat
Ain't there a man - who can say no more
Ain't there a woman - I can sock in the jaw
Ain't there a child - I can hold without judging
Ain't there a pen - that will write before they die
Ain't you proud - that you've still got faces
And ain't there one damn song that can make me
Break down and cry

All night - I want the young American
It's all right - but I want the young American

@SONG: Velvet Goldmine

You got crazy legs
You got amazin' head
You got rings on your fingers
And bells my friend
You got wit from my tongue
Name on the song
I got your wings
On my breast but
You're the only one
Who uses school for pleasure

You make me act real strong
You make me troll along
After dash of caps
You're the sock heeled tramp
Feel the teeth in your bones
Feel your head in my arm
I can want you whole
Is that your final love
Hear all together

Velvet goldmine
You stord me like the rain [What the hell does "stord" mean?]
Snake it take it like a princess
You must stay

Velvet goldmine
Make it on your chain
I'll be your Kimba Kano
Right for you again and again
My velvet goldmine

You're the tricks my chef
I'll be your master yet
I'll drop you half a ketch
You'll make me jump to my feet
So give me your hand
Give me your sand
Let the sea wash your face
And fallin' I can stand
Put your mink on

Velvet goldmine
You stord me like the rain
Snake it take it like a princess
You must stay

Velvet goldmine
Make it on your chain
I'll be your Kimba Kano
Right for you again and again
My velvet goldmine

@SONG: Helden

I
I will be king
And you
You will be queen
Though nothing will
Drive them away
We can beat them
Just for one day
We can be heroes
Just for one day

And you
You can be mean
And I
I can drink all the time
'Cause we're lovers
And that's a fact
Yes we're lovers
And that is that

Though nothing
Will keep us together
We could steal time
Just for one day
We can be heroes
For ever and ever
What d'you say

Du
Knntest du schwimmen
Wie Delphine
Delphine es tun
Niemand gibt us eine Chance
Doch wir knnen siegen
Fr immer und ummer
Und wir sind dann Helden
Fr einen Tag

Ich
Ich bin dann Knig
Und du
Du Knigin
Obwohl sie
Unschlagbar scheinen
Werden wir Helden
Fr einen Tag
Wir sind dann wir
An diesem Tag

Ich
Ich glaubte zu trumen
Die Mauer
Im Rcken war kalt
Schsse reissen die Luft
Doch wir kssen
Als ob nichts geschieht
Und die Scham fiel auf ihre Seite
O wir knnen sie schlagen
Fr alle Zeiten
Dann sind wir Helden
Nur diesen Tag

Dann sind wir Helden
Dann sind wir Helden
Dann sind wir Helden
Nur diesen Tag

Dann sind wir Helden

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

@SONG: John, I'm Only Dancing (Again)

Dancing
I'm having so much love
Dancing
Too bad my back had gone
Dancing
Boogie down with daddy now
I'd give my house in the country
If you'd slept it's so funky
Music
I'm dancing in the street
Ooh music
I've torn the shoes from my feet
Romancing
It's got me dirty and sweet
It's got me reeling and rocking
Won't you let the slender thing in

Rolling
I think it's all I can do
Rolling
Just got me feeling you too
Rolling
Get a little take a little
Get a little back
Jumping John the great goose is gone
Got a lion in my hand
Got a Charlie on my back

John
I'm only dancing
She turns me on
I'm only dancing
She turns me on
Don't get me wrong
I'm only dancing
I'm only dancing

Dancing
Have you heard the news
Dancing
President has got the blues
Dancing
I tell you comfortably
If he gives it to you
He'd better take it from me

Said Sir
I pick up the bones
Said Sir
Leave the numbers alone
Said Sire
Get off your telephone
Look the people in the eye
Tell them my oh my
Let your backbone slide
Buddy whistle and cry

John
I'm only dancing
She turns me on
I'm only dancing
She turns me on
I'm only dancing
I've lost my feet
Don't get me wrong
I'm off on my way
I'm only dancing
Please dance with me
I'm only dancing
Please dance with me
I'm only dancing

Dancing
I'm only
Dancing
I'm only
Dancing
I'm only

@SONG: Moon Of Alabama

Oh show me the way to the next whiskey bar
Oh don't ask why
No don't ask why
For we must find the next whiskey bar
Or if we don't find the next whiskey bar
I tell you we must die
I tell you we must die
I tell you
I tell you
I tell you we must die

Oh moon of Alabama
It's time to say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
I must have whiskey
Oh you know why

Oh moon of Alabama
It's time to say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
I must have whiskey
Oh you know why

Oh show us the way to the next little dollar
Oh don't ask why
No don't ask why
For we must find the next little dollar
Or if we don't find the next little dollar
I tell you we must die
I tell you we must die
I tell you
I tell you
I tell you we must die

Oh moon of Alabama
It's time to say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
I must have dollar
Oh you know why

Oh moon of Alabama
It's time to say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
I must have dollar
Oh you know why

Oh show us the way to the next little girl
Oh don't ask why
No don't ask why
For we must find the next little girl
Or if we don't find the next little girl
I tell you we must die
I tell you we must die
I tell you
I tell you
I tell you we must die

Oh moon of Alabama
It's time to say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
I must have little girl
Oh you know why

Oh moon of Alabama
It's time to say auf Wiedersehen
We've lost our good old mama
I must have little girl
Oh you know why
You know why
You know why
You know why

@SONG: Crystal Japan (Instrumental)

(Well... it's instrumental.)