Bowie at the Beeb

 (歌手独白) Baby baby brush the dust of youth from your shoulder Because the years of threading daisies lie behind you now Don't return to fields of green where rainbow secrets were told Place your ragged doll with all the toys and paints and deeds I wi

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 how how how, you're a rock n roll suicide Youre too old to lose it, too youn