David Bowie

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     F
When all the world was very young
     G
And mountain magic heavy hung
     F
The supermen would walk in file
 G
Guardians of a loveless isle
      A                 G
And gloomy browed with super fear
        C                                  Esus4
Their tragic endless lives could heave nor sigh
                          E
In solemn perverse serenity
                        F       G
Wonderous beings chained to life

Chorus:
F        G
Strange games they would play then
F   G
No death for the perfect men
G#   A#
Life rolls into one for them
Am  F        G#         C
So softly a super God cries

Where all were minds in uni-thought
Powers weird by mystics taught
No pain, no joy, no power too great
Colossal strength to grasp a fate
Where sad-eyed mermen tossed in slumbers
Nightmare dreams no mortal mind could hold
A man would tear his brother's flesh
A chance to die, to turn to mold

Chorus:
Far out in the red-sky
Far out from the sad eyes
Strange, mad celebration
So softly a supergod cries
Far out in the red-sky
Far out from the sad eyes
Strange, mad celebration
So softly a supergod dies