David Bowie

Unwashed and Somewhat Slightly Dazed

(David Bowie)
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Spy, spy, pretty girl
                                    D9 Asus2
I see you see me through your window
Don't turn your nose up
Well, you can if you need to,
                           D9 Asus2  D9
you won't be the first or last

F                                                 C
It must strain you to look down so far from your Father's house
        D          C          G         Am                 Am7
And I know what a louse like me in his house could do for you
E                      D     C      G
I'm the Cream of the Great Utopia Dream
     E                       D              C             F C
And you're the gleam in the depths of your banker's spleen

                         F C
I'm a phallus in pigtails
                            F C
And there's blood on my nose
                        F C
And my tissue is rotting
                            F C
Where the rats chew my bones
        F               A# F
And my eye sockets empty
                    A# F
See nothing but pain
        C                    F C
I keep having this brainstorm
                        F C
About twelve times a day

         G
So now, you could spend
     A               A#              C
the morning walking with me, quite amazed
       F            Fm                 C   F C
As I'm Unwashed and Somewhat Slightly Dazed

I've got eyes in my backside
That see electric tomatoes
On credit card rye bread
There are children in washrooms
Holding hands with a Queen
And my heads full of murders
Where only killers scream

So now you could spend
the morning talking with me quite amazed
And I'm raving mad and Somewhat Slightly Dazed

Now you run from your window
To the porcelain bowl
And you're sick from your ears
To the red parquet floor
And the Braque on the wall
Slides down your front
And eats through your belly
It's very catching

So now, you should spend
the mornings lying to your Father quite amazed
About the strange Unwashed and Happily Slightly Dazed
из альбома: “David Bowie” (1969)


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