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DAVID BOWIE
D. A. PENNEBAKER
ANGIE BOWIE
'HANG ON TO YOURSELF', DO �LBUM...
'ZIGGY STARDUST AND THE SPIDERS FROM MARS'
Oh, she's a tongue twisting storm
Comes to the show tonight
Praying to the light machine
She wants my honey not my money
She's a funky-thigh collector
Laying on the 'lectric dream
Come on, come on
We really got a good thing going
Come on, come on
If you think we're gonna make it
You better hang on to yourself
We can't dance, we don't talk much,
we just ball and play
Then we move like tigers on Vaseline
Well, the bitter comes out better on a stolen guitar
You're the blessed, we're the Spiders From Mars
Come on, come on
We really got a good thing going
Come on, come on
If you think we're gonna make it
You better hang on to yourself
C'mon
C'mon
Come on, come on
Really got a good thing going
Come on, come on
If you think we're gonna make it
You better hang on to yourself
Come on, come on
We really got a good thing going
Come on, come on
If you think we're gonna make it
You better hang on to yourself
Come on, come on
Come on, baby
'ZIGGY STARDUST AND THE SPIDERS FROM MARS'
Oh, Oh, yeah
Ziggy played guitar
Jamming good with Weird and Gilly
And the Spiders from Mars
He played it left hand
But made it too far
Became the special man
Then we were Ziggy's band
Ziggy really sang
Screwed-up eyes and screwed-down hairdo
Like some cat from Japan
He could lick 'em by smiling
He could leave 'em to hang
They came on so loaded, man
Well-hung and snow-white tan
So where were the spiders
While the fly tried to break our bones?
With just the beer light to guide us
So we bitched about his fans
And should we crush his sweet hands?
Oh, yeah!
Ziggy played for time
Jiving us that we were voodoo
The kids were just crass
'He was the nazz
With God-given ass
He took it all too far
But, boy, could he play guitar
Making love with his ego
Ziggy sucked up into his mind, ah
Like a leper messiah
When the kids had killed the man
I had to break up the band
Oh, yeah
Ooh
Ziggy played...
... guitar
'WATCH THAT MAN', DO �LBUM 'ALADDIN SANE'
Shakey threw a party that lasted all night
Everybody drank a lot of something nice
There was an old fashioned band of married men
Looking up to me for encouragement - it was so-so
The ladies looked bad but the music was sad
No one took their eyes off Lorraine
She shimmied and she strolled like a Chicago moll
Her feathers looked better and better - it was so-so
Yeah! it was time to unfreeze
When the Reverend Alabaster danced on his knees
Slam! Well, it wasn't it a game
Cracking all the mirrors in shame
Watch That Man!
Oh, Honey, Watch That Man
He talks like a jerk but he could eat you with a fork and spoon
Watch That Man!
Oh, Honey, Watch That Man
He walks like a jerk but he's only taking care of the room
Must be in tune.
A Benny Goodman fan painted holes in his hands
So Shakey hung him up to dry
The pundits were jokin' the manholes were smokin'
Every bottle battled with the reason why
The girl on the phone wouldn't leave me alone
A throw back from someone's LP
A lemon in a bag played a Tiger Rag
And the bodies on the screen stopped bleeding
Yeah! I was shaking like a leaf
For I couldn't understand the conversation
Yeah! I ran to the street, looking for information
Watch That Man!
Oh, Honey, Watch That Man
He talks like no jerk but he could eat you with a fork and spoon
Watch That Man!
Oh, Honey, Watch That Man
He walks like a jerk but he's only taking care of the room
Must be in tune.
Watch That Man!
Watch That Man!
Watch That Man!
Watch That Man!
Watch That Man!
Watch That Man!
Watch That Man!
Watch That... Man!
'WILD EYED BOY FROM FREECLOUD', DO �LBUM 'SPACE ODDITY'.
Solemn faced
The village settles down
Undetected by the stars
And the hangman plays the mandolin before he goes to sleep
And the last thing on his mind
Is the wild eyed boy imprisoned
'Neath the covered wooden shaft
Folds the rope into its bag
Blows his pipe of smolders
Blankets smoke into the room
And the day will end for some
As the night begins for one
Staring through the message in his eyes
Lies a solitary son
From the mountain called Freecloud
Where the eagle dare not fly
And the patience in his sigh
Gives no indication
For the townsmen to decide
So the village dreadful yawns
Pronouncing gross diversion
As the label for the dog
Oh, "It's the madness in his eyes"
As he breaks the night to cry:
It's really me
Really you and really me
It's so hard for us to really be
Really you and really me
You'll lose me, though I'm always
Really...
... free
'ALL THE YOUNG DUDES', DE BOWIE/MOTT THE HOOPLE'
Jimmy rapped all night 'bout his suicide
How he'd kick it in the head when he was 25
Don't wanna stay alive when you're 25
Wendy's stealing clothes from unlocked cars
Freddy's got spots from ripping off stars from his face
Funky little boat race
The television man is crazy
Saying we're juvenile delinquent wrecks
Man I need a TV when I've got T. Rex
Hey brother you guessed I'm a dude
All the young dudes
Carry the news
Boogaloo dudes
Carry the news
All the young dudes
Carry the news
Boogaloo dudes
Carry the news
'OH! YOU PRETTY THINGS', DO �LBUM 'HUNKY DORY'
Wake up you sleepy head
Put on some clothes, shake up your bed
Put another log on the fire for me
I've made some breakfast and coffee
I look out my window what do I see
A crack in the sky and a hand
reaching down...
... to me
All the nightmares came today
And it looks as though they're here to stay
Oh You Pretty Things (Oh You Pretty Things)
Don't you know you're driving your
Mamas and Papas insane
Oh You Pretty Things (Oh You Pretty Things)
Don't you know you're driving your
Mamas and Papas insane
Let me make it plain
You gotta make way for the Homo Superior
Oh You Pretty Things (Oh You Pretty Things)
Don't you know you're driving your
Mamas and Papas insane
Oh You Pretty Things (Oh You Pretty Things)
Don't you know you're driving your
Mamas and Papas insane
Let me make it plain
You gotta make way for the Homo Superior
'MOONAGE DAYDREAM',
, DO �LBUM '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 the 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 bustin' up my brains for the words
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
Don't fake it baby
Make me baby, make me know you really care
Make me jump into the air
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!
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!
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!
Freak out,
far out,
in out
'CHANGES', DO �LBUM 'HUNKY DORY'
I still don't know what I was looking for
And my time was running wild
A million dead-end streets
Every time I thought I'd got it made
It seemed the taste was not so sweet
So I turned myself to face me
But I've never caught a glimpse
Of how the others must see the faker
I'm much too fast to take that test
Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the stranger)
Ch-ch-Changes
Don't want to be a richer one
Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the stranger)
Ch-ch-Changes
Just gonna have to be a different one
Time may change me
But I can't trace time
I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
So the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Their immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're going through
Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the stranger)
Ch-ch-Changes
Don't tell them to grow up and out of it
Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the stranger)
Ch-ch-Changes
You've left us up to our necks in it
Time may change me
But you can't trace time
Strange fascination, fascinating me
Changes are taking the pace I'm going through
Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the stranger)
Ch-ch-Changes
Oh, look out you rock 'n rollers
Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes
(Turn and face the stranger)
Ch-ch-Changes
Pretty soon you're gonna get a little older
Time may change me
But I can't trace time
I said that time may change me
But I can't trace time
'SPACE ODDITY'
Ground Control to Major Tom
Ground Control to Major Tom
Take your protein pills and put your helmet on
Ground Control to Major Tom (ten, nine, eight, seven, six)
Commencing countdown, engines on (five, four, three)
Check ignition and may God's love be with you (two, one, liftoff)
This is Ground Control to Major Tom
You've really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it's time to leave the capsule if you dare
"This is Major Tom to Ground Control
I'm stepping through the door
And I'm floating in a most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today
For here
Am I sitting in a tin can
Far above the world
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do
Though I'm past one hundred thousand miles
I'm feeling very still
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go
Tell my wife I love her very much she knows
Ground Control to Major Tom
Your circuit's dead, there's something wrong
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you "Here am I floating 'round my tin can
Far above the moon
Planet Earth is blue
And there's nothing I can do"
'MY DEATH', DE JACQUES BREL
My death waits like an old rou?
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
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
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 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
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
Thank You.
RINGO STAR
'CRACKED ACTOR', DO �LBUM 'ALADDIN SANE'
I've come on a few years from my Hollywood Highs
The best of the last, the cleanest star they ever had
I'm stiff on my legend
The films that I made
Forget that I'm fifty
'Cause you just got paid
Crack, baby, crack
Show me you're real
Smack, baby, smack, is that all that you feel
Suck, baby, suck
Give me your head
Before you start professing
That you're knocking me dead
You caught yourself a trick down
On Sunset and Vine
But since he pinned you, baby
You're a porcupine
You sold me illusions for a sack full of checks
You've made a bad connection 'cause I just want your sex
Crack, baby, crack
Show me you're real
Smack, baby, smack, is that all that you feel
Suck, baby, suck
Give me your head
Before you start professing
That you're knocking me dead
'TIME', DO �LBUM 'ALADDIN SANE'.
Time, he's waiting in the wings
He speaks of senseless things
His script is you and me, boy
Time, he flexes like a whore
Falls wanking to the floor
His trick is you and me, boy
Time, in quaaludes and red wine
Demanding Billy Dolls
And other friends of mine
Take your time
The sniper in the brain,
regurgitating drain
Incestuous and vain
And many other last names"
Oh, well, I look at my watch, it says nine twenty-five
And I think "Oh God, I'm still alive"
We should be on by now
We should be on by now
La, la, la, la, la, la,
You are not a victim
You just scream with boredom
You are not evicting time
Chimes, goddamn, you're looking old
You'll freeze and catch a cold
'Cause you've left your coat behind
Take your time
Breaking up is hard, but keeping dark is hateful
I had so many dreams
I had so many breakthroughs
But you, my love, were kind,
but love has left you dreamless
The door to dreams was closed
Your park was real dreamless
Perhaps you're smiling now
Smiling through this darkness
But all I had to give
was guilt for dreaming
We should be on by now
We should be on by now
We should be on by now
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la,
yeah, time!
'THE WIDTH OF A CIRCLE',
, DO �LBUM 'THE MAN WHO SOLD THE WORLD'
In the corner of the morning in the past
I would sit and blame the master first and last
All the roads were straight and narrow
And the prayers were small and yellow
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
Well, I said hello and I said hello
And I asked "Why not?" and I replied "I don't know."
So we asked a simple black bird, who was happy as can be
And he laughed insane and quipped "KHALIL GIBRAN"
So I cried for all the others
till the day was nearly through
For I realized that
God's a young
man
too
So I said "So long" and I waved "Bye-bye"
And I smashed my soul and traded my mind
Got laid by a young bordello
Who was vaguely half asleep
For which my reputation
swept back home in drag
And the moral of this magic spell
Negotiates my hide
When God did take my logic
for a ride
(Riding along)
He swallowed his pride and puckered his lips
And showed me the leather belt round his hips
My knees were shaking my cheeks aflame
He said "You'll never go down to the Gods again"
(Turn around, go back!)
He struck the ground a cavern appeared
And I smelt the burning pit of fear
We crashed a thousand yards below
I said "Do it again, do it again"
(Turn around, go back!)
His nebulous body swayed above
His tongue swollen with devil's love
The snake and I, a venom high
I said "Do it again, do it again"
(Turn around, go back!)
Breathe, breathe, breathe deeply
And I was seething, breathing deeply
Spitting sentry, horned and tailed
Waiting for you
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
David Bowie apresenta os membros do grupo.
No baixo, Trevor Bolder.
Na bateria, Mick Woodmansey.
Na guitarra, Mick Ronson.
"LET'S SPEND THE NIGHT TOGETHER',
, DOS THE ROLLING STONES
Don't you worry 'bout what's on your mind, oh my
I'm in no hurry, I can take my time, oh my
I'm going red and my tongue's getting tied
(Tongue's getting tied)
I'm off my head and my mouth's getting dry
Let's spend the night together
Now I need you more than ever
Let's spend the night together, now
I feel so strong that can't disguise, oh my
But I just can't apologize, oh no
Don't hang me up and don't let me down
We could have fun just groovin' around
Around, and round, and oh my, my
Let's spend the night together
Now I need you more than ever
Let's spend the night together, now
You know I'm smiling, baby
You need some guiding, baby
I'm just deciding, baby, now
Let's spend the night together
I need you more than ever
Let's spend the night together, now
This doesn't happen to me every day, oh no
No excuses offered anyway, oh my
I'll satisfy your every need
And now I know
And now I know you will satisfy me
Oh my my my my my my
Let's spend the night together
Now I need you, need you more than ever, oh my
(Let's spend the night together)
Now I need you, need you more than ever, oh my
Let's spend the night together
Now I need you, need you more than ever, oh my
Let's spend the night together
Now I need you more than ever
Let's spend the night together, now
"'SUFFRAGETTE CITY', DO �LBUM 'THE RISE AND FALL...
... OF ZIGGY STARDUST AND THE SPIDERS FROM MARS".
Hey man, oh leave me alone you know
Hey man, oh Henry, get off the phone, I gotta
Hey man, I gotta straighten my face
This mellow thighed chick just put my spine out of place
Hey man, my schooldays insane
Hey man, my work's down the drain
Hey man, well she's a total blam-blam
She said she had to squeeze it but she then she
Oh don't lean on me man,
'cause you can't afford the ticket
I'm back on Suffragette City
Oh don't lean on me man
'Cause you ain't got time to check it
You know my Suffragette City
Is outta sight
she's all right
Hey man, oh Henry, don't be unkind, go away
Hey man, I can't take you this time, no way
Hey man, droogie don't crash here
There's only room for one and here she comes, here she comes
Oh don't lean on me man, 'cause you can't afford the ticket
I'm back on Suffragette City
Oh don't lean on me man
'Cause you ain't got time to check it
You know my Suffragette City
Is outta sight
she's all right
Suffragette
Oh don't lean on me man, 'cause you can't afford the ticket
I'm back on Suffragette City
Oh don't lean on me man
'Cause you ain't got time to check it
You know my Suffragette City
Oh don't lean on me man, 'cause you can't afford the ticket
I'm back on Suffragette City
Don't lean on me man
"cause you ain't got time to check it
You know my Suffragette City
Is outta sight
she's all right
A Suffragette City,
A Suffragette City
A Suffragette City
she's all right
Suffragette City, Oooh-how,
Sufragette City, oooh-how,
A Suffragette City, oooh-how,
Ohhh, wham bam thank you ma'am
A Suffragette City
A Suffragette City
she's all right
A Sufragette City
A Suffragette City, oooh
A Suffragette
A Suffragette
Obrigado... Boa noite.
'WHITE LIGHT/WHITE HEAT', DO THE VELVET UNDERGROUND,
, DO �LBUM 'WHITE LIGHT/WHITE HEAT'
White light - White light gonna drive me out of my brain
White light - White light gonna make me feel so insane
White heat - White shapin' them down to my toes
White light - White light's got it now, goodness knows
White light - White light gonna drive me out of my mind
White light - White light's surely gonna make me blind
White heat - White shaping way down to my toes
White light - White light could kill me now, goodness knows
Oh, Oh, White light
Oh, Oh, White light
Oh, Oh, White heat
Oh, Oh, White heat
White light - White light gonna drive me out of my brain
White light - White light gonna make me feel so insane
White heat - White shapin' them down to my toes
White light - White light's got it now, goodness knows
White light - White light gonna drive me out of my mind
White light - White light's surely gonna make me blind
White heat - White shaping way down to my toes
White light - White light could kill me now, goodness knows
Oh, Oh, Oh, White light
Oh, Oh, Oh, White light
Oh, Oh, Oh, White Heat
Oh, Oh, Oh, White Heat
Oh, Oh, Oh, White light
Oh, Oh, Oh, White light
Oh, Oh, Oh, White Heat
Oh, Oh, Oh, White Heat
White light
Still feels right
What's that sound, what's that sound
Don't turn on, be dead or alive
No feeling
Here she comes
Oww, yeah
(Oh, oh, oh, oh) here she comes
(Oh, oh, oh, oh)
(Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Obrigado... Boa Noite!
Todos voc�s...
Este n�o � apenas o �ltimo show da turn�.
Lembraremos deste show, em particular, por muito tempo,
, porque...
Este n�o � apenas o �ltimo show da turn�,
, mas � o nosso �ltimo show.
Obrigado.
"ROCK'N'ROLL SUICIDE', DO �LBUM 'THE RISE AND FALL...
... OF ZIGGY STARDUST AND THE SPIDERS FROM MARS".
Time takes a cigarette, puts it in your mouth
You pull on your finger, then another finger, then your cigarette
The wall-to-wall is calling, it lingers, then you forget
Ohhh, you're a rock 'n' roll suicide
You're too old to lose it, too young to choose it
And the clocks waits so patiently on your song
You walk past a cafe but you don't eat when you've lived too long
Oh, no, no, no, you're a rock 'n' roll suicide
Chev brakes are snarling as you stumble across the road
But the day breaks instead so you hurry home
Don't let the sun light blast your shadow
Don't let the milk float ride your mind
They're so natural - religiously unkind
Oh, no love! you're not alone
You're watching yourself but you're too unfair
You got your head all tangled up
but if I could only make you care
Oh, no love! you're not alone
No matter what or who you've been
No matter when or where you've seen
All the knives seem to lacerate your brain
I've had my share,
I'll help you with the pain
You're not alone
Just turn on with me and you're not alone
Let's turn on with me and you're not alone
Gimme your hands cause you're wonderful
Gimme your hands cause you're wonderful
Gimme your hands cause you're wonderful
Gimme your hands cause you're wonderful
Gimme your hands
cause you're wonderful
Gimme your hands
cause you're wonderful
cause you're wonderful
cause you're wonderful
Gimme your hands
cause you're wonderful, baby
Muito Obrigado!
Adeus... N�s amamos voc�s!
BOWIE
FILMADO POR
M�SICOS
SOM, GRAVA��O, ASSISTENTES
GERENTE DE UNIDADE, PRODUTOR ASSOCIADO E EDI��O
ILUMINA��O, MAQUIAGEM, FIGURINO
CABELO E VESTU�RIO; COORDENA��O DE TURN�; GERENTE DE VIAGEM.
03 DE JULHO DE 1973
HAMMERSMITH ODEON, LONDRES
UM FILME DE
2002
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