David Bowie (89,96 %)
1. Outside Version 2 (55,77 %)
In collection
Released: 1995-09-26
Type: Studio
Type: Studio
Ranking:
Artist:
20
Year (1995):
29
Decade (1990's):
330
Overall:
1994
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1.
Leon Takes Us Outside
 01:26
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2.
Outside
 04:05
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3.
The Hearts Filthy Lesson
04:58
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4.
A Small Plot of Land
06:35
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5.
Segue - Baby Grace (A Horrid Cassette)
 01:40
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6.
Hallo Spaceboy
 05:15
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7.
The Motel
 06:51
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8.
I Have Not Been to Oxford Town
03:49
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9.
No Control
04:33
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10.
Segue - Algeria Touchshriek
02:04
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11.
The Voyeur of Utter Destruction (As Beauty)
 04:21
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12.
Segue - Ramona A. Stone/I Am with Name
04:01
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13.
We Prick You
04:36
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14.
Segue - Nathan Adler
01:01
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15.
I'm Deranged
04:31
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16.
Thru' These Architects Eyes
 04:22
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17.
Segue - Nathan Adler
00:29
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18.
Strangers When We Meet
05:08
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Album length:
00:09:45
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Lyrics |
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1.
Leon Takes Us Outside
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| Valentines Day, 25, June, 16th, Wednesday, July 6th, 20, 0, 20, 15, Martin Luther King Day, June 18th, June 6th, Wednesday, August 18th, 9th, 1999, 12, Nicholas, August, Wednesday, 13th, Sunday, 5th, March, October, January, October 13th, Wednesday, Martin Luther King Day, afternoon, in view of nothing, 20, 0, 1, late winter, Martin Luther King Day, 12, 16, August, Wednesday, 13th, Friday, 7, June. |
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2.
Outside
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Now. Not tomorrow Yesterday Not tomorrow It happens today The damage today They fall on today They beat on the outside And I'll stand by you Now. Not tomorrow It's happening now Not tomorrow It's happening now The crazed in the hot-zone The mental and divas hands The fisting of life Till the music outside Till the music outside It happens outside The music is outside It's happening outside The music is outside It's happening, now Not tomorrow Yesterday Not tomorrow It's happening now I want you now I want you today I need you now The music is outside It's happening outside The music is outside The music is outside Outside |
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3.
The Hearts Filthy Lesson
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Heart's filthy lesson Heart's filthy lesson Heart's filthy lesson There's always the diamond friendly Sitting in the Laugh Hotel The heart's filthy lesson With her hundred miles to hell Oh, Ramona, if there was only something between us If there was only something between us Other than our clothes Something in our skies Something in our skies Something in our blood Something in our skies Paddy Paddy, who's been wearing Miranda's clothes? It's the heart's filthy lesson Heart's filthy lesson Heart's filthy lesson Falls upon deaf ears It's the heart's filthy lesson Heart's filthy lesson Heart's filthy lesson Falls upon deaf ears Falls upon dead years Oh Ramona, if there was only some kind of future Oh Ramona, if there was only some kind of future And these cerulean skies Something in our skies Something in our skies Something in our blood Something in our skies Paddy, Paddy? Paddy will you carry me, I think I've lost my way I'm already five years older I'm already in my grave I'm already I'm already I'm already Will you carry me? Oh Paddy, I think I've lost my way Paddy What a fantastic death abyss Paddy What a fantastic death abyss It's the hearts filthy lesson Tell the others It's the hearts filthy lesson What a fantastic death abyss Tell the others It's the hearts filthy lesson Paddy What a fantastic death abyss It's the hearts filthy lesson Tell the other |
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4.
A Small Plot of Land
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Poor soul Spit upon that Poor soul He never knew what hit him And it hit him so Poor dunce He pushed at the pigmen The Barbs laughed The fool is dead Poor dunce He's less than within us The brains talk But the will to live is dead And prayer can't travel so far these days The talk of your life Standing so near To innocent eyes Poor dunce Swings through the tunnels And claws his way Is small life so manic Are these really the days? Poor dunce Poor dunce Poor soul Spit upon that Poor soul He never knew what hit him And it hit him so He pushed back the pigmen Poor soul Poor soul Poor soul Poor soul Poor, poor soul Poor, poor, poor |
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5.
Segue - Baby Grace (A Horrid Cassette)
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Test, testing, testing This, hmmm, Grace is my name and and I was... um... It was that phot... a fading photograph of a patch... a patchwork quilt. And they've put me on these... Ramona put me on these interest drugs So I'm thinking very too bit too fast like a brain hatch And ah they won't let me see anybody If I want to sometimes... and I ask I can still hear some pop... popular musics and aftershocks. See I've been watching a television of um... in the homelands That's the new homelands and um that's all I can remember And now they just want me to be quiet And I think something is going to be horrid |
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6.
Hallo Spaceboy
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Spaceboy, you're sleepy no Your silhouette is so stationary You're released but your custody calls And I want to be free Don't you want to be free Do you like girls or boys It's confusing these days But Moondust will cover you Cover you This chaos is killing me So bye bye love Yeah bye bye love Bye bye love Yeah bye bye love This chaos is killing me Hallo spaceboy You're sleepy now You're silhouette So stationary You're released but your custody calls And I want to be free Don't you want to be free Do you like girls or boys It's confusing these days But Moondust will cover you Cover you And the chaos is killing me Yeah bye bye love So bye bye love Yeah bye bye love So bye bye love This chaos is killing me Moondust will cover you This chaos is killing me Moondust Will cover you Yeah bye bye love Moondust Will cover you Bye bye love Moondust Will cover you Good time love Moondust Moondust Will cover you Sweet sweet love Moondust Moondust Will cover you Bye bye spaceboy Moondust Moondust Will cover you Bye bye love Moondust Moondust Will cover you Moondust will cover you Moondust Moondust will cover you Moondust Cover you Moondust will cover you |
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The Motel
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For we're living in a safety zone Don't be holding back from me We're living from hour to hour down here And we'll take it when we can It's a kind of living which recognizes The death of the odourless man When nothing is vanity nothing's too slow It's not Eden but it's no sham There is no hell There is no shame There is no hell Like an old hell There is no hell And it's lights up, boys Lights up boys Explosion falls upon deaf ears While we're swimming in a sea of sham Living in the shadow of vanity A complex fashion for a simple man And there is no hell And there is no shame And there is no hell Like an old hell There is no hell And the silence flies on its brief flight A razor sharp crap shoot affair And we light up our lives And there's no more of me exploding you Re-exposing you Like everybody do Re-exploding you I don't know what to use Make somebody move Me exploding Me exploding you |
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I Have Not Been to Oxford Town
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Baby Grace is the victim She was 14 years of age And the wheels are turning, turning For the finger points at me All's well But I have not been to Oxford Town All's well No I have not been to Oxford Town Toll the bell Pay the private eye All's well 20th century dies And the prison priests are decent My attorney seems sincere I fear my days are numbered Lord get me out of here All's well But I have not been to Oxford Town All's well But I have not been to Oxford Town Toll the bell Pay the private eye All's well 20th century dies This is your shadow on my wall This is my flesh and blood This is what I could've been And the wheels are turning and turning As the 20th century dies If I had not ripped the fabric If time had not stood still If I had not met Ramona If I'd only paid my bill All's well But I have not been to Oxford Town All's well But I have not been to Oxford Town Toll the bell Pay the private eye All's well 20th century dies This is my bunk with two sheets This is my food though foul This is what I could have been Toll the bell Pay the private eye All's well 20th century dies Toll the bell Pay the private eye All's well 20th century dies All's well 20th century dies All's well All's well, all's well Toll the bell Pay the private eye All's well 20th century dies Toll the bell Pay the private eye All's well 20th century dies |
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No Control
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Stay away from the future Back away from the light It's all deranged - no control Sit tight in your corner Don't tell God your plans It's all deranged - no control If I could control tomorrow's haze The darkened shore wouldn't bother me If I can't control the web we weave My life will be lost in the fallen leaves Every single move's uncertain Don't tell God your plans It's all deranged No control I should live my life on bended knee If I can't control my destiny You've gotta have a scheme You've gotta have a plan In the world of today, for tomorrow's man No control Stay away from the future Don't tell God your plans It's all deranged No control Forbidden words, deafen me In memoriy, no control See how far a sinful man Burns his tracks, his bloody robes You've gotta have a scheme You've gotta have a plan In the world of today, for tomorrow's man I should live my life on bended knee If I can't control my destiny No control I can't believe I've no control It's all deranged I can't believe I've no control It's all deranged I can't believe I've no control It's all deranged |
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Segue - Algeria Touchshriek
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My name is Mr. Touchshriek Of Touchshriek with mail over and fantasy My shop sells egg shells off the shesores and empty females I'm thinking of leasing the room above my shop To a Mr. Walloff Domburg A reject from the world wide Internet He's a broken man I'm also a broken man It would be nice to have company We could have great conversations Looking through windows for demons And watching the young advance in all electric Some of the houses around here still have inhabitants in them I'm not sure if they're from this country or not I don't get to speak much to anyone or that sort of thing If I had another broken name Oh, I dream of something like that |
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11.
The Voyeur of Utter Destruction (As Beauty)
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Turn and turn again Turn and turn again I shake And stare the sun Till my eyes burn I shake At the mothers Brutal vermin I shake And stare At the watery moon With the same desire As the sober Philistine And I shake Turn and turn again Turn and turn again Worm, the pain and blade Turn and turn again The screw Is a tightening Atrocity I shake For the reeking flesh Is as romantic as hell The need To have seen it all The voyeur of utter destruction As beauty And I shake Worm, the pain and blade Turn and turn again I shake Turn and turn again I shake I shake I shake Research has pierced All extremes of my sex Call it a day Call it a day Needle point life Blinds the will to be next Call it a day Call it a day Research has pierced All extremes of my sex Call it a day Call it a day Needle point life Blinds the will to be next Call it a day Call it a day Today |
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12.
Segue - Ramona A. Stone/I Am with Name
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I was Ramona A Stone I started with no enemies of my own I was an artist In the tunnel But I remarring a midilife crisis And I've been dreaming of sleep And ape men with metal parts I've spat upon deeply felt age I've put my heart's in And I paint the pretty colours Enghlish We'll creep together you and I For I know who this warfriend is like |
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13.
We Prick You
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White boys falling on the fires of night (I wish you'd tell) (I wish you'd tell) Flesh punks burning in their glue Revelation comes in the strangest way (I wish you'd tell) (I wish you'd tell) I'd rather be inside you Tell the truth Tell the truth Tell the truth We prick you we prick you we prick you Tell the truth Tell the truth Tell the truth We prick you we prick you we prick you You show respect even if you disagree You show respect You show respect even if you disagree You show respect Mama can I kiss you daddy can I tell (we wish you well) Innocence passed me by Wanna be screwing when the nightmare comes (I wish you well) Wanna come quick and die Tell the truth Tell the truth Tell the truth We prick you we prick you we prick you Tell the truth Tell the truth Tell the truth We prick you we prick you we prick you You show respect even if you disagree You show respect You show respect even if you disagree You show respect All the little rose-kissed foxy girls (shoes, shoes, little white shoes) Where have all the flowers gone All the little fragile champion boys (toys, toys, little black toys) Dripping on the end of a gun Even if you disagree Tell the truth Tell the truth Tell the truth We prick you we prick you we prick you Tell the truth Tell the truth Tell the truth We prick you we prick you we prick you You show respect even if you disagree You show respect You show respect Shoe shoe little white shoe Wish you well Wish you well Even if you disagree Even if you disagree Toy toy little black toy Wish you well Wish you well Even if you disagree Shoe shoe little white shoe Wish you well Wish you well |
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Segue - Nathan Adler
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Old Touchschriek was the main nameserver Suspected of being a shoulder surfer But he didn't know from shit About challenge response systems Now Ramona A Stone we know was selling interest drugs She got males all hung up on her mind filters She was if you don't mind me saying so an update demon Now Leon He couldn't wait for 12 o'clock midnight He jumps up on the stage With a criss criss machete And slashes around cutting a zero on everything I mean a zero in the fabric of time itself Was this a suspect? I says to myself Woa! "Quelle courage!" Oh wait, I'm getting ahead of myself Let me take you back to when it all began |
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I'm Deranged
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Funny how secrets travel I'd start to believe if I were to bleed Thin skies, the man chains his hands held high Cruise me blond Cruise me babe A blond belief beyond beyond beyond No return No return I'm deranged Deranged my love I'm deranged down down down So cruise me babe cruise me baby And the rain sets in It's the angel-man I'm deranged Cruise me cruise me cruise me baby The clutch of live and the fist of love Over your head Big deal Salaam Be real deranged Salaam Before we reel I'm deranged And the rain sets in It's the angel-man I'm deranged And the rain sets in It's the angel-man I'm deranged Cruise me cruise me cruise me baby I'm deranged And the rain sets in It's the angel-man |
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Thru' These Architects Eyes
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Stomping along on this big Philips Johnson Is delay just wasting my time Looking across at Richard Rogers Scheming dreams to blow both their minds It's difficult you see To give up baby To leave a Job When you know the moneys from day to day All the majesty of a city landscape All the soaring days of our lives All the concrete dreams in my mind's eye All the joy I see thru these architect's eyes Cold winter bleeds on the girders of Babel This stone boy watching the crawling land Rings of flesh and the towers of iron The steaming caves and rocks and the sand Stomping along on this big Philips Johnson Is delay just wasting my time It's difficult you see To give up baby These summer scumholes This goddamned starving life All the majesty of a city landscape All the soaring days of our lives All the concrete dreams in my mind's eye All the joy I see thru these architect's eyes It's difficult you see It's difficult you see All the majesty of a city landscape All the soaring days in our lives All the concrete dreams in my mind's eye All the joy I see thru these architect's eyes |
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Segue - Nathan Adler
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Ramona is so cold When she broke it off with Leon, She said "The rain is enough, I don't wanna see this face again" Ramona was so cold Ramona was so cold |
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18.
Strangers When We Meet
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All our friends Now seem so thin and frail Slinky secrets Hotter than the sun No pechy frairs No trendy rechauffe I'm with you So I can't go wrong All my violence Raining tears upon the sheet I'm bewildered For we're strangers when we meet Blank screen TV Preening ourselves in the snow Forget my name But I'm over you Blended sunrise And it's a dying world Humming Rheingold We scavenge up our clothes All my violence Raging tears upon the sheet I'm bewildered/resentful For we're strangers when we meet Cold tired fingers Tapping out your memories Halfway sadness Dazzled by the new Your embrace It was all that I feared That whirling room We trade by vendu Steely resolve Is falling from me My poor soul All bruised passivity All your regrets Ride rough-shod over me I'm so glad That we're strangers when we meet I'm so thankful That we're strangers when we meet I'm in clover For we're strangers when we meet Heel head over But we're strangers when we meet Strangers when we meet |