David Bowie - Sweet Head lyrics
[David Bowie - Sweet Head lyrics]
I tried to break away from you
From the spics and blacks and
The gum you chew where the posters are torn
By the muggin' gangs
By the faggy parks and the burnt out vans
I've got ninety-nine years of
Laying in the dark
And I'm far too young to lie
I've got ninety-nine ways to
Play my guitar it's
Going to pay me before I die
So bob your sweet head
Brother Ziggy going to play
I'm just about the best you can hear
Gonna rock it in your head
Shazam! and Kapow!
With my guitar and me soprano
We can give you sweet head
I'm tough as glass and clean as night
Well if looks can love we can love all right
I'm your rubber peacock angelic whore
I'm a wrought iron face upon the wall
I had ninety-nine years of murder come life
And I'm running away from it all
I got a bedroom
Every mirror in town they're going to
Claim me if I fall
So bob your sweet head
Brother Ziggy going to play
I'm just about the best you can hear
Gonna rock it in your head
Shazam! and Kapow!
With my guitar and me soprano
We can give you sweet head
Sweet head, give you sweet head
(spoken: while ya down there)
See my eyes of blocked
Emotion, see my tremble, see my fall
Traumatics thick and fast
Your faith in me can last
Besides I'm known to lay you, one and all
Look south the way your mother dwells
If she knew what's going down
She'd give you hell
I'm the kind of man she warned me of
Till there was rock, you only had god
You and I have a mutual vow
We both like young, and we both like loud
I got pretty shoes, and I'm kid and proud
I'm street side out with my ear to the crowd
So bob your sweet head
Brother Ziggy going to play
I'm just about the best you can hear
Gonna rock it in your head
Shazam! and Kapow!
With my guitar and me soprano
We can give you sweet head
Move along, sir!
From the spics and blacks and
The gum you chew where the posters are torn
By the muggin' gangs
By the faggy parks and the burnt out vans
I've got ninety-nine years of
Laying in the dark
And I'm far too young to lie
I've got ninety-nine ways to
Play my guitar it's
Going to pay me before I die
So bob your sweet head
Brother Ziggy going to play
I'm just about the best you can hear
Gonna rock it in your head
Shazam! and Kapow!
With my guitar and me soprano
We can give you sweet head
I'm tough as glass and clean as night
Well if looks can love we can love all right
I'm your rubber peacock angelic whore
I'm a wrought iron face upon the wall
I had ninety-nine years of murder come life
And I'm running away from it all
I got a bedroom
Every mirror in town they're going to
Claim me if I fall
So bob your sweet head
Brother Ziggy going to play
I'm just about the best you can hear
Gonna rock it in your head
Shazam! and Kapow!
With my guitar and me soprano
We can give you sweet head
Sweet head, give you sweet head
(spoken: while ya down there)
See my eyes of blocked
Emotion, see my tremble, see my fall
Traumatics thick and fast
Your faith in me can last
Besides I'm known to lay you, one and all
Look south the way your mother dwells
If she knew what's going down
She'd give you hell
I'm the kind of man she warned me of
Till there was rock, you only had god
You and I have a mutual vow
We both like young, and we both like loud
I got pretty shoes, and I'm kid and proud
I'm street side out with my ear to the crowd
So bob your sweet head
Brother Ziggy going to play
I'm just about the best you can hear
Gonna rock it in your head
Shazam! and Kapow!
With my guitar and me soprano
We can give you sweet head
Move along, sir!