 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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The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders from Mars
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Date released: 1972-06-16 Type: studio In collection: CD (2012-03-13)/Vinyl (2012-12-24)Average track length: 03:31 Average track rating:  |
Ranking
David Bowie:
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Year (1972):
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49
Decade (1970's):
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Overall:
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Tracks
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1 lyrics  04:43 | 2 lyrics 03:34 | 3 lyrics  04:37 | 4 lyrics 04:16 | 5 lyrics  03:00 | 6 lyrics 03:21 | 7 lyrics 02:47 | 8 lyrics  02:39 | 9 lyrics 03:13 | 10 lyrics 03:26 | 11 lyrics 03:02 | Total time: 38:38 |
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Credits
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Backing band
 Mick Ronson (26)electric guitar, piano, backing vocals, organ, synthesiser, string arrangements Session works
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Five Years 04:43 • |
Pushing through the market square, so many mothers sighing
News had just come over, we had five years left to cry in
News guy wept and told us, earth was really dying
Cried so much his face was wet, then I knew he was not lying
I heard telephones, opera house, favorite melodies
I saw boys, toys, electric irons and T.V.'s
My brain hurt like a warehouse, it had no room to spare
I had to cram so many things to store everything in there
And all the fat-skinny people, and all the tall-short people
And all the nobody people, and all the somebody people
I never thought I'd need so many people
A girl my age went off her head, hit some tiny children
If the black hadn't a-pulled her off, I think she would have killed them
A soldier with a broken arm, fixed his stare to the wheels of a Cadillac
A cop knelt and kissed the feet of a priest, and a queer threw up at the sight of that
I think I saw you in an ice-cream parlour, drinking milk shakes cold and long
Smiling and waving and looking so fine
Don't think you knew you were in this song
And it was cold and it rained so I felt like an actor
And I thought of Ma and I wanted to get back there
Your face, your race, the way that you talk
I kiss you, you're beautiful, I want you to walk
We've got five years, stuck on my eyes
We've got five years, what a surprise
We've got five years, my brain hurts a lot
We've got five years, that's all we've got |
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Soul Love 03:34 • |
Stone love, she kneels before the grave
A brave son, who gave his life to save the slogans
That hovers between the headstone and her eyes
For they penetrate her grieving
New love, a boy and girl are talking
New words, that only they can share in
New words, a love so strong it tears their hearts
To sleep, through the fleeting hours of morning
Love is careless in its choosing
Sweeping over cross a baby
Love descends on those defenseless
Idiot love will spark the fusion
Inspirations have I none
Just to touch the flaming dove
All I have is my love of love
And love is not loving
Soul love, the priest that tastes the word and
Told of love, and how my God on high is
All love, though reaching up my loneliness evolves
By the blindness that surrounds him
Love is careless in its choosing
Sweeping over cross a baby
Love descends on those defenseless
Idiot love will spark the fusion
Inspirations have I none
Just to touch the flaming dove
All I have is my love of love
And love is not loving |
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Moonage Daydream 04:37 • |
I'm an alligator, I'm a mama-papa coming for you
I'm the space invader, I'll be a rock 'n' rolling bitch for you
Keep your mouth shut, you're squawking like a pink monkey bird
And I'm busting up my brains for the words
Keep your electric eye on me, babe
Put your ray gun to my head
Press your space face close to mine, love
Freak out in a moonage daydream, oh yeah
Don't fake it baby, lay the real thing on me
The church of man love, is such a holy place to be
Make me baby, make me know you really care
Make me jump into the air
Keep your electric eye on me babe
Put your ray gun to my head
Press your space face close to mine, love
Freak out in a moonage daydream, oh yeah
Freak out, far out, in out |
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Starman 04:16 • |
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Didn't know what time it was and the lights were low
I leaned back on my radio
Some cat was laying down some rock 'n' roll 'lotta soul, he said
Then the loud sound did seem to fade
Came back like a slow voice on a wave of phase
That weren't no D.J. that was hazy cosmic jive
There's a starman waiting in the sky
He'd like to come and meet us
But he thinks he'd blow our minds
There's a starman waiting in the sky
He's told us not to blow it
'Cause he knows it's all worthwhile
He told me
Let the children lose it
Let the children use it
Let all the children boogie
I had to phone someone so I picked on you
Hey, that's far out so you heard him too
Switch on the TV, we may pick him up on channel two
Look out your window I can see his light
If we can sparkle he may land tonight
Don't tell your poppa or he'll get us locked up in fright
There's a starman waiting in the sky
He'd like to come and meet us
But he thinks he'd blow our minds
There's a starman waiting in the sky
He's told us not to blow it
'Cause he knows it's all worthwhile
He told me
Let the children lose it
Let the children use it
Let all the children boogie |
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It Ain't Easy 03:00 • |
When you climb to the top of the mountain
Look out over the sea
Think about the places perhaps, where a young man could be
Then you jump back down to the rooftops
Look out over the town
Think about all of the strange things circulating round
It ain't easy, it ain't easy
It ain't easy to get to heaven when you're going down
Well, all the people have got their problems
That ain't nothing new
With the help of the good Lord, we can all pull on through
We can all pull on through
Get there in the end
Sometimes it'll take you right up and sometimes down again
It ain't easy, it ain't easy
It ain't easy to get to heaven when you're going down
Satisfaction, satisfaction
Keep me satisfied
I've got the love of a hoochie koochie woman, she calling from inside
She's a-calling from inside
Trying to get to you
All the woman really wants you can give her something too
It ain't easy, it ain't easy
It ain't easy to get to heaven when you're going down |
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Lady Stardust 03:21 • |
People stared at the makeup on his face
Laughed at his long black hair, his animal grace
The boy in the bright blue jeans
Jumped up on the stage
And lady stardust sang his songs
Of darkness and disgrace
And he was alright, the band was altogether
Yes, he was alright, the song went on forever
Yes, he was awful nice
Really quite out of sight
And he sang all night long
Femme fatales emerged from shadows to watch this creature fair
Boys stood upon their chairs to make their point of view
I smiled sadly for a love
I could not obey
Lady stardust sang his songs
Of darkness and dismay
And he was alright, the band was altogether
Yes, he was alright, the song went on forever
And he was awful nice
Really quite paradise
And he sang all night long
Oh, how I sighed when they asked if I knew his name
For he was alright, the band was altogether
Yes, he was alright and the song went on forever
He was awful nice
Really quite paradise
And he sang all night long |
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Star 02:47 • |
Tony went to fight in Belfast
Rudi stayed at home to starve
I could make it all worthwhile
As a rock 'n' roll star
Bevan tried to change the nation
Sonny wants to turn the world, well he can tell you that he tried
I could make a transformation as a rock 'n' roll star
So inviting, so enticing to play the part
I could play the wild mutation
As a rock 'n' roll star
I could do with the money
I'm so wiped out with things as they are
I'd send my photograph to my honey
And I'd come on like a regular superstar
I could make a transformation as a rock 'n' roll star
So inviting, so enticing to play the part
I could play the wild mutation
As a rock 'n' roll star
I could do with the money
I'm so wiped out with things as they are
I'd send my photograph to my honey
And I'd come on like a regular superstar
I could fall asleep at night as a rock 'n' roll star
I could fall in love all right as a rock 'n' roll star |
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Hang On to Yourself 02:39 • |
Well, she's a tongue twisting storm, she will come to the show tonight
Praying to the light machine
She wants my honey not my money she's a funky-thigh collector
Laying on electric dreams
So come on, come on, we've really got a good thing going
Well, come on, well come on, if you think we're gonna make it
You better hang on to yourself
We can't dance, we don't talk much, we just ball and play
But then we move like tigers on vaseline
Well, the bitter comes out better on a stolen guitar
You're the blessed, we're the spiders from Mars
Well, come on, come on, we've really got a good thing going
Well, come on, well come on, if you think we're gonna make it
You better hang on to yourself |
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Ziggy Stardust 03:13 • |
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Ziggy played guitar, jamming good with Weird and Gilly
And the spiders from Mars
He played it left hand, but made it too far
Became the special man, then we were Ziggy's band
Ziggy really sang, screwed up eyes and screwed down hairdo
Like some cat from Japan
He could lick 'em by smiling, he could leave 'em to hang
Came on so loaded man, well hung and snow white tan
So where were the spiders while the fly tried to break our balls
Just the beer light to guide us
So we bitched about his fans and should we crush his sweet hands
Ziggy played for time, jiving us that we were voodoo
The kids were just crass
He was the Nazz with God given ass
He took it all too far, but boy could he play guitar
Making love with his ego, Ziggy sucked up into his mind
Like a leper messiah
When the kids had killed the man I had to break up the band
Ziggy played guitar |
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Suffragette City 03:26 • |
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Hey man, leave me alone you know
Hey man, Henry, get off the phone, I gotta
Hey man, I gotta straighten my face
This mellow thighed chick just put my spine out of place
Hey man, my schooldays insane
Hey man, my work's down the drain
Hey man, well, she's a total blam-blam
She said she had to squeeze it but she, then she
Oh, don't lean on me man, cause you can't afford the ticket
I'm back on Suffragette City
Oh, don't lean on me man, 'cause you ain't got time to check it
You know my Suffragette City
Is outta sight, she's all right
Hey man, Henry, don't be unkind, go away
Hey man, I can't take you this time, no way
Hey man, droogie, don't crash here
There's only room for one and here she comes, here she comes
Oh, don't lean on me man, cause you can't afford the ticket
I'm back on Suffragette City
Oh, don't lean on me man, 'cause you ain't got time to check it
You know my Suffragette City
Is outta sight, she's all right
Oh, hit me
Oh, don't lean on me man, cause you can't afford the ticket
I'm back on Suffragette City
Oh, don't lean on me man, 'cause you ain't got time to check it
You know my Suffragette City
Is outta sight, she's all right
Oh, wham bam thank you ma'am! |
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Rock 'n' Roll Suicide 03:02 • |
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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
You're a rock 'n' roll suicide
You're too old to lose it, too young to choose it
And the clock waits so patiently on your song
You walk past a cafe, but you don't eat when you've lived too long
No, no, no, you're a rock 'n' roll suicide
Chev brakes are snarling as you stumble across the road
But the day breaks instead so you hurry home
Don't let the sun blast your shadow
Don't let the milk float ride your mind
You're so natural, religiously unkind
Oh no, love, you're not alone
You're watching yourself but you're too unfair
You got your head all tangled up
But if I could only make you care
Oh no, love, you're not alone
No matter what or who you've been
No matter when or where you've seen
All the knives seem to lacerate your brain
I've had my share, I'll help you with the pain
You're not alone
Just turn on with me and you're not alone
Let's turn on with me and you're not alone (Wonderful)
Let's turn on and be not alone (Wonderful)
Gimme your hands cause you're wonderful
Oh, gimme your hands |
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