United KingdomDavid Bowie

Artist rating: 90.02 % (ranking: 1)
Highest rating: 91.31 % (1979)
Most recent trend: 84.88 % (2016)
Highest trend: 91.45 % (1977)

Albums
Songs (A-Ö)
Writing credits
Statistics

Data

Born: 1947-01-08
Dead: 2016-01-10

Age: 69
 

External link

Official site

Bands

Genres

1977
94.39 %
1977
68.91 %
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
1980
80.76 %
1983
76.95 %

Lodger

David Bowie - Lodger
88.77 %
(2016-01-22)
Release date: 1979-05-18
Type: studio
Genres:

In collection: CD (2012-03-13)
 
Average song length: 03:31
Average song rating:

Ranking

David Bowie:
6
/
25
Year (1979):
1
/
49
Decade (1970's):
22
/
553
Overall:
62
/
2421

Tracks

Credits

David Bowie
vocals, backing vocals, piano, guitar, synthesizer, Chamberlin
Carlos Alomar
guitar, drums (8)
Adrian Belew
guitar, mandolin
Dennis Davis
drums, percussion, bass guitar (8)
Brian Eno
synthesizers, ambient drone, prepared piano, cricket menace, guitar treatments, horse trumpet, eroica horn, piano, backing vocals
Stan Harrison
saxophone
Simon House
violin, mandolin
George Murray
bass guitar
Roger Powell
synthesizer
Tony Visconti
backing vocals, guitar, mandolin, bass guitar

Lyrics

Fantastic Voyage
02:59
In the event that this fantastic voyage
Should turn to erosion and we never get old
Remember it's true, dignity is valuable
But our lives are valuable too

We're learning to live with somebody's depression
And I don't want to live with somebody's depression
We'll get by I suppose

It's a very modern world, but nobody's perfect
It's a moving world, but that's no reason
To shoot some of those missiles
Think of us as fatherless scum
It won't be forgotten
'Cause we'll never say anything nice again, will we?

And the wrong words make you listen
In this criminal world
Remember it's true, loyalty is valuable
But our lives are valuable too

We're learning to live with somebody's depression
And I don't want to live with somebody's depression
We'll get by I suppose

But any sudden movement, I've got to write it down
They wipe out an entire race and I've got to write it down
But I'm still getting educated, but I've got to write it down
And it won't be forgotten
'Cause I'll never say anything nice again, how can I?
African Night Flight
02:58
African nightmare, one-time Mormon
More men fall in Hullabaloo men
I slide to the nearest bar
Undermine chairman, I went too far
Bent on a windfall, rent a Sony
Wonder how the dollar went down
Gotta get a word to Elizabeth's father
Hey ho, he wished me well

Seemed like another day
I could fly into the eye of god on high

His burning eye will see me through
One of these days, one of these days
Gotta get a word through one of these days

His burning eye will see me through
One of these days, one of these days
Gotta get a word through one of these days

Asanti habari habari habari
Asanti nabana nabana nabana

Getting in the mood for a Mombassa night flight
Pushing my luck, gonna fly like a mad thing
Bare strip takeoff skimming over Rhino
Born in slumber, less than peace
Struggle with a child whose screaming dreaming
Drowned by the props, all steely sunshine
Sick of you, sick of me, lust for the free life
Quashed and maimed like a valuable loved one left unnamed

Seemed like another day
I could fly into the eye of god on high

Seemed like another day
I could fly into the eye of god on high

Over the bushland over the trees
Wise like Orangutan that was me

His burning eye will see me through
One of these days, one of these days
Gotta get a word through one of these days

His burning eye will see me through
One of these days, one of these days
Gotta get a word through one of these days

Asanti habari habari habari
Asanti nabana nabana nabana
Move On
03:21
Sometimes I feel
The need to move on
So I pack a bag
And move on
Move on

Well, I might take a train
Or sail at dawn
Might take a girl
When I move on
When I move on

Somewhere, someone's calling me
And when the chips are down
I'm just a travelling man
Maybe it's just a trick of the mind
But somewhere there's a morning sky
Bluer than her eyes
Somewhere there's an ocean
Innocent and wild

Africa is sleepy people
Russia has its horsemen
Spent some nights in old Kyoto
Sleeping on the matted ground

Cyprus is my island
When the going's rough
I would love to find you
Somewhere in a place like that

Somewhere, someone's calling me
And when the chips are down
I stumble like a blind man
Can't forget you
Can't forget you
Feeling like a shadow
Drifting like a leaf
I stumble like a blind man
Can't forget you
Can't forget you
Yassassin (Turkish for Long Live)
04:13
Yassassin - I'm not a moody guy
Yassassin - I walk without a sound
Yassassin - Just a working man, no judge of men
Yassassin - But such a life I've never known

We came from the farmlands to live in this city
We walked proud and lustful in this resonant world

You want to fight
But I don't want to leave
Or drift away

Yassassin - I'm not a moody guy
Yassassin - I walk without a sound
Yassassin - Just a working man, no judge of men
Yassassin - But such a life I've never known

Look at this, no second glances
Look at this, no value of
Look at this, just sun and steel
Look at this, then look at us

If there's someone in charge, then listen to me
Don't say nothing's wrong, 'cause I've got a love and she's afeared

You want to fight
But I don't want to leave
Or drift away

Yassassin - I'm not a moody guy
Yassassin - I walk without a sound
Yassassin - Just a working man, no judge of men
Yassassin - But such a life I've never known

Yassassin - I'm not a moody guy
Yassassin - I walk without a sound
Yassassin - Just a working man, no judge of men
Yassassin - But such a life I've never known

Yassassin
Yassassin
Red Sails
03:47
I feel a bit roughed up, feel a bit frightened
Nearly pin it down some time
Red sail action wake up in the wrong town
Boy, I really get around

Thunder ocean
Thunder ocean
Red sails take me
Make me sail along

Red sails, and a mast so tall
Red sails
Red sails

Do you remember we another person
Green and black and red and so scared
Graffiti on the wall kept us all in tune
Bringing us all back home

Red sails, thunder ocean
Red sails, sailor can't dance like you

Red sail, red sail action
Red sail, some reaction

Action boy seen living under neon
Struggle with a foreign tongue
Red sails make him strong
Action make him sail along
Life stands still and stares

The hinterland, the hinterland
We're gonna sail to the hinterland
And it's far far, far far far, far far far away
It's a far far, far, far, far, fa da da da-da da
1-2-3-4
D.J.
04:02
I'm home, lost my job, and incurably ill
You think this is easy, realism
I've got a girl out there, I suppose
I think she's dancing
Feel like Dan Dare lies down
I think she's dancing, what do I know?

I am a D.J., I am what I play
Can't turn around, no, can't turn around, no, oh, oh
I am a D.J., I am what I play
Can't turn around, no, can't turn around, no, oh no
I am a D.J., I am what I play
I got believers, believing me

One more, weekend, of lights and evening faces
Fast food, living nostalgia
Humble pie or bitter fruit

I am a D.J., I am what I play
Can't turn around, no, can't turn around, no, oh
I am a D.J., I am what I say
Can't turn around, no, can't turn around, oh
I am a D.J., I am what I play
I've got believers, believing me

I am a D.J., I am what I play
Can turn around, no, can't turn around
I am a D.J., I am what I play
Can turn around, no, can't turn around
I am a D.J., I am what I play
Can turn around, no

Time flies when you're having fun
Break his heart, break her heart
He used to be my boss and now he is a puppet dancer
I am a D.J. and I've got believers

I've got believers
I've got believers
I've got believers in me
I've got believers
I am a D.J., I am what I play
I am a D.J.
Look Back in Anger
03:10
"You know who I am," he said
The speaker was an angel
He coughed and shook his crumpled wings
Closed his eyes and moved his lips
"It's time we should be going"

(Waiting so long, I've been waiting so, waiting so)
Look back in anger, driven by the night
Till you come
(Waiting so long, I've been waiting so, waiting so)
Look back in anger, see it in my eyes
Till you come

No one seemed to hear him
So he leafed through a magazine
And, yawning, rubbed the sleep away
Very sane he seemed to me

(Waiting so long, I've been waiting so, waiting so)
Look back in anger, driven by the night
Till you come
(Waiting so long, I've been waiting so, waiting so)
Look back in anger, feel it in my voice
Till you come

(Waiting so long, ah)
(Waiting so long, I've been waiting so, waiting so)
Boys Keep Swinging
03:20
Heaven loves ya
The clouds part for ya
Nothing stands in your way
When you're a boy
Clothes always fit ya
Life is a pop of the cherry
When you're a boy

When you're a boy
You can wear a uniform
When you're a boy
Other boys check you out
You get a girl
These are your favorite things
When you're a boy

Boys
Boys
Boys keep swinging
Boys always work it out

Uncage the colors
Unfurl the flag
Luck just kissed you hello
When you're a boy
They'll never clone ya
You're always first on the line
When you're a boy

When you're a boy
You can buy a home of your own
When you're a boy
Learn to drive and everything
You'll get your share
When you're a boy

Boys
Boys
Boys keep swinging
Boys always work it out
Repetition
03:01
Johnny is a man
And he's bigger than you
But his overheads are high
And he looks straight through
When you ask him how the kids are

He'll get home around seven
'Cause the Chevy's real old
And he could have had a Cadillac
If the school had taught him right
And he could have married Anne
With the blue silk blouse
He could have married Anne
With the blue silk blouse

And the food is on the table
But the food is cold
Don't hit her

"Can't you even cook?
What's the good of me working
When you can't damn cook?"
Well, Johnny is a man
And he's bigger than her
I guess the bruises won't show
If she wears long sleeves
But the space in her eyes
Shows through

And he could have married Anne
With the blue silk blouse
He could have married Anne
With the blue silk blouse
Shows through
Shows through
Shows through
Red Money
04:20
Oh, can you feel it in the way
That a man is not a man
Can you see it in the sky
That the landscape is too high

Like a nervous disease
And it's been there all along
It will tumble from the sky
It's been there all along

Project cancelled
Tumbling central
Red money

Can you hear it fall
Can you hear it well
Can you hear it at all

I was really feeling good
Reet petite and how d'ya do
Then I got the small red box
And I didn't know what to do

'Cause my fingers could not grope
And I could not give it away
And I knew I must not drop it
Stop it, take it away

Project cancelled
Tumbling central
Red money

Can you hear it fall
Can you hear it well
Can you hear it at all

Project cancelled
Tumbling central
Red money

Can you hear it fall
Can you hear it well
Can you hear it at all
Can you hear it at all
Can you hear it at all

Red money
Red money
Red money
Red money

Such responsibility
It's up to you and me
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