 David Bowie
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Artist rating: 89.96 % (ranking: not set)
Highest rating: 91.28 % (1979)
Most recent trend: 84.88 % (2016)
Highest trend: 91.45 % (1977)
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DataBorn: 1947-01-08
Died: 2016-01-10
Age: 69
External linksOfficial site
| GenresArt Rock, Pop/Rock, Glam Rock, Alternative Rock, Art Pop, Electronic, Experimental Rock, New Wave, Berlin School, Blue Eyed Soul, Industrial Rock, Jazz Rock, Pop, Psychedelic Pop, Adult Oriented Rock, Ambient, Baroque Pop, Dance Pop, Drum and Bass, Folk Rock, Funk Rock, Hard Rock, Jazz Pop, Krautrock, New Jack Swing, Psychedelic Rock, Sophisti-Pop, TV Soundtrack | 
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Associated artistsIggy Pop (2), Tin Machine (2), Queen (1), Lou Reed (1), The Rolling Stones (1) |
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80.63 %
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Blackstar
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88.94 %
(2016-02-12) |
Date released: 2016-01-08 Type: studio In collection: CD (2016-01-11)Average track length: 05:54 Average track rating:  |
Ranking
David Bowie:
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25
Year (2016):
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30
Decade (2010's):
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243
Overall:
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Tracks
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1 lyrics  09:58 | 2 lyrics  04:53 | 3 lyrics 06:22 | 4 lyrics 04:40 | 5 lyrics  04:52 | 6 lyrics 04:45 | 7 lyrics 05:47 | Total time: 41:17 |
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Credits
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Artist
 David Bowie (69)vocals, acoustic guitar, Fender guitar (3), harmonica (7), string arrangement (1) Backing band
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Lyrics
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Blackstar 09:58 |
In the villa of Ormen, in the villa of Ormen
Stands a solitary candle, ah-ah, ah-ah
In the centre of it all, in the centre of it all
Your eyes
On the day of execution, on the day of execution
Only women kneel and smile, ah-ah, ah-ah
At the centre of it all, at the centre of it all
Your eyes, your eyes
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
In the villa of Ormen, in the villa of Ormen
Stands a solitary candle, ah-ah, ah-ah
In the centre of it all, in the centre of it all
Your eyes
Ah-ah-ah
Something happened on the day he died
Spirit rose a metre and stepped aside
Somebody else took his place, and bravely cried
(I'm a blackstar, I'm a blackstar)
How many times does an angel fall?
How many people lie instead of talking tall?
He trod on sacred ground, he cried loud into the crowd
(I'm a blackstar, I'm a blackstar, I'm not a gangstar)
I can't answer why (I'm a blackstar)
Just go with me (I'm not a filmstar)
I'm-a take you home (I'm a blackstar)
Take your passport and shoes (I'm not a popstar)
And your sedatives, boo (I'm a blackstar)
You're a flash in the pan (I'm not a marvel star)
I'm the Great I Am (I'm a blackstar)
I'm a blackstar, way up, on money, I've got game
I see right, so wide, so open-hearted pain
I want eagles in my daydreams, diamonds in my eyes
(I'm a blackstar, I'm a blackstar)
Something happened on the day he died
Spirit rose a metre and stepped aside
Somebody else took his place, and bravely cried
(I'm a blackstar, I'm a star's star, I'm a blackstar)
I can't answer why (I'm not a gangstar)
But I can tell you how (I'm not a film star)
We were born upside-down (I'm a star's star)
Born the wrong way 'round (I'm not a white star)
(I'm a blackstar, I'm not a gangstar
I'm a blackstar, I'm a blackstar
I'm not a pornstar, I'm not a wandering star
I'm a blackstar, I'm a blackstar)
In the villa of Ormen stands a solitary candle
Ah-ah, ah-ah
At the centre of it all, your eyes
On the day of execution, only women kneel and smile
Ah-ah, ah-ah
At the centre of it all, your eyes, your eyes
Ah-ah-ah |
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'Tis a Pity She Was a Whore 04:53 |
Man, she punched me like a dude
Hold your mad hands, I cried
'Tis a pity she was a whore
'Tis my curse, I suppose
That was patrol
That was patrol
This is the war
Black struck the kiss, she kept my cock
Smote the mistress, drifting on
'Tis a pity she was a whore
She stole my purse, with rattling speed
That was patrol
This is the war
'Tis a pity she was a whore
Man, she punched me like a dude
Hold your mad hands, I cried
'Tis a pity she was a whore
'Tis my fate, I suppose
For, that was patrol
That was patrol
'Tis a pity she was a whore
'Tis a pity she was a whore |
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Lazarus 06:22 |
Look up here, I'm in heaven
I've got scars that can't be seen
I've got drama, can't be stolen
Everybody knows me now
Look up here, man, I'm in danger
I've got nothing left to lose
I'm so high, it makes my brain whirl
Dropped my cell phone down below
Ain't that just like me?
By the time I got to New York
I was living like a king
Then I used up all my money
I was looking for your ass
This way or no way
You know I'll be free
Just like that bluebird
Now, ain't that just like me?
Oh, I'll be free
Just like that bluebird
Oh, I'll be free
Ain't that just like me |
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Sue (Or in a Season of Crime) 04:40 |
Sue
I got the job
We'll buy the house
You'll need to rest
But now we'll make it
Sue
The clinic called
The x-ray's fine
I brought you home
I just said home
Sue, you said you want it written
Sue, the virgin on your stone
For your grave
Why too dark to speak the words?
For, I know that you have a son
Oh, folly, Sue
Ride the train, I'm far from home
In a season of crime none need atone
I kissed your face
Sue, I've pushed you down beneath the weeds
Endless faith in hopeless deeds
I kissed your face
I touched your face
Sue, goodbye
Sue, I found your note
That you wrote last night
It can't be right
You went with him
Sue, I never dreamed
I'm such a fool
Right from the start
You went with that clown |
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Girl Loves Me 04:52 |
Cheena so sound, so titi up this malcheck, say
Party up moodge, nanti vellocet round on Tuesday
Real bad dizzy snatch making all the omeys mad - Thursday
Popo blind to the polly in the hole by Friday
Where the fuck did Monday go?
I'm cold to this pig and pug show
I'm sittin' in the chestnut tree
Who the fuck's gonna mess with me?
Girl loves me
Hey cheena
Girl loves me
Girl loves me
Hey cheena
Girl loves me
Where the fuck did Monday go?
I'm cold to this pig and pug show
Where the fuck did Monday go?
You viddy at the cheena
Choodesny with the red rot
Libbilubbing litso-fitso
Devotchka watch her garbles
Spatchko at the rozz-shop
Split a ded from his deng deng
Viddy viddy at the cheena
Girl loves me
Hey cheena
Girl loves me
Girl loves me
Hey cheena
Girl loves me
Girl loves me
Hey cheena
Girl loves me
Where the fuck did Monday go?
Where the fuck did Monday go?
Where the fuck did Monday go?
Girl loves me
Hey cheena
Girl loves me
Girl loves me
Hey cheena
Girl loves me
Where the fuck did Monday go?
Where the fuck did Monday go? |
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Dollar Days 04:45 |
Cash girls suffer me, I've got no enemies
I'm walking down
It's nothing to me
It's nothing to see
If I never see the English evergreens I'm running to
It's nothing to me
It's nothing to see
I'm dying to
Push their backs against the grain
And fool them all again and again
I'm trying to
We bitches tear our magazines
Those Oligarchs with foaming mouths phone
Now and then
Don't believe for just one second I'm forgetting you
I'm trying to
I'm dying to
Dollar days, survival sex
Honour stretching tails to necks
I'm falling down
It's nothing to me
It's nothing to see
If I never see the English evergreens I'm running to
It's nothing to me
It's nothing to see
I'm dying to
Push their backs against the grain
And fool them all again and again
I'm trying to
It's all gone wrong but on and on
The bitter nerve ends never end
I'm falling down
Don't believe for just one second I'm forgetting you
I'm trying to
I'm dying to
I'm trying to
I'm dying to |
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I Can't Give Everything Away 05:47 |
I know something is very wrong
The pulse returns for prodigal sons
The blackout's hearts with flowered news
With skull designs upon my shoes
I can't give everything
I can't give everything
Away
Seeing more and feeling less
Saying no but meaning yes
This is all I ever meant
That's the message that I sent
I can't give everything
I can't give everything
Away
I know something is very wrong
The pulse returns for prodigal sons
The blackout's hearts with flowered news
With skull designs upon my shoes
I can't give everything
I can't give everything
Away |
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