Bowie Lyrics Generator - General (Vienna, January 2016)

I will do me harm
So the village Dreadful yawns
Then she moved toward the exit clutching tightly at her paper bag
It said:
and Somewhat Slightly Dazed
Wake up you sleepy head
That your laughter
Tie him up when he's fast asleep

That your laughter
Look out my window and what do I see

'Cause it's such a long way down
In the Devil-may-be-here
He said "You'll never go down to the Gods again"
God knows I'm good
Quite alone
Like the grim face
It's so hard for us to really be
For they knew not the words of the Free States' refrain

I'm frightened by the total goal

Satori must be something
I opened doors
But if you take an axe to me
letting him go
Not me at all
I bought you a pair of shoes

About twelve times a day

What a jolly boring thing to do
And when you kiss

Of imagery
'Cause my stomach feels small
So softly a supergod cries
Let me make it plain
In solemn, perverse serenity, wondrous beings chained to life
Sighing, the swirl through the streets

I keep having this brainstorm
Oh the cot is so cold

So I cried for all the others till the day was nearly through

We've finished our news
Guardians of a loveless isle
So hold on to nothing, and he won't let you down, Oh by jingo
Here I stand, foot in hand, talking to my wall

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