(Words by Bowie, music by Bowie/Peace)
You always were the one that knew
They sold us for the likes of you
I always wanted new surroundings
A room to rent while the lizards lay crying in the heat
Trying to remember who to meet
I would take a foxy kind of stand
While tens of thousands found me in demand
CHORUS
When you rock n roll with me
No one else I d rather be
Nobody here can do it for me
I m in tears again
When you rock n roll with me
Gentle hearts are counted down
The queue is out of sight and out of sounds
Me, I m out of breath, but not quite doubting
I ve found a door which lets me out!
CHORUS (x3)
