David Robert Jones (8 January 1947 – 10 January 2016), known professionally as David Bowie, was an English singer, songwriter and actor. He was a leading figure in the music industry and is considered one of the most influential musicians of the 20th century, acclaimed by critics and musicians, particularly for his innovative work during the 1970s. His career was marked by reinvention and visual presentation, with his music and stagecraft having a significant impact on popular music.
Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
[Verse 1] D And so the story goes they wore the clothes EmA They said the things to make it seem improbable DEmA The whale of a lie like they hope it was D And the Goodmen Tomorrow had their feet in the wallow Em And their heads of Brawn were nicer shorn AD And how they bought their positions with saccharin and trust EmA And the world was asleep to our latent fuss DEm .....Sighing, the swirl through the streets A Like the crust of the sun
[Chorus 1] Bm The Bewlay Brothers A In our Wings that Bark G Flashing teeth of Brass F# Standing tall in the dark F#sus4F#Asus2 Oh, And we were Gone G Hanging out with your Dwarf Men GG/F#Em We were so turned on C By your lack of conclusions
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[Verse 2] D I was Stone and he was Wax Em So he could scream, and still relax, unbelievable ADEmA And we frightened the small children away D And our talk was old and dust would flow through our veins Em And Lo! it was midnight back at the kitchen door AD Like the grim face on the Cathedral floor EmAD And the solid book we wrote cannot be found today EmA And it was stalking time for the Moonboys
[Chorus 2] Bm The Bewlay Brothers A With our backs on the arch G In the Devil-may-be-here F# But He can't sing about that F#sus4F#Asus2 Oh, And we were Gone G Real Cool Traders GG/F#Em We were so Turned On C You thought we were Fakers
Interlude: DEmA
[Verse 3] D And now the dress is hung, the ticket pawned Em The Factor Max that proved the fact is melted down ADEmA Woven on the edging of my pillow D Now my Brother lays upon the Rocks Em He could be dead, He could be not, he could be You AD He's Chameleon, Comedian, Corinthian and Caricature EmA Shooting-up Pie-in-the-Sky D Bewlay Brothers EmA In the feeble and the Bad
[Chorus 3] Bm Bewlay Brothers A In the Blessed and Cold G In the Crutch-hungry Dark F# Was where we flayed our Mark F#sus4F#Asus2 Oh, and we were Gone G Kings of Oblivion Em We were so Turned On C In the Mind-Warp Pavilion
[Outro] BmC Lay me place and bake me pie FBm I'm starving for me Gravy BmC Leave my shoes, and door unlocked FBm I might just slip away, hey F Just for the Day, Hey! Bm Hey, Please come Away, Hey! F Just for the Day Bm Please come away...