Don't talk of dust and roses
Or should we powder our noses?
Don't live for last year's capers
Give me steel, give me steel, give me pulses unrealHe'll build a glass asylum
With just a hint of mayhem
He'll build a better whirlpool
We'll be living from sin, then we can really beginPlease savior, savior, show us
Hear me, I'm graphically yoursSomeone to claim us, someone to follow
Someone to shame us, some brave Apollo
Someone to fool us, someone like youWe want you Big Brother, Big BrotherI know you think you're awful square
But you made everyone and you've been every where
Lord, I think you'd overdose if you knew what's going downSomeone to claim us, someone to follow
Someone to shame us, some brave Apollo
Someone to fool us, someone like you
Someone to claim us, someone to follow
Someone to shame us, some brave Apollo
Someone to fool, someone like you
Someone to claim us, someone to follow
Someone to shame us, some brave Apollo
Someone to fool, someone like youWe want you Big Brother
Songwriters
BOWIE, DAVID /Published by
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