Dreams of Bowie

Sam and me are two close amigos
We laugh sans reason
See, life to us has been treason
But we always have fun.

Sam and me like to hear Bowie sing
Owo, Wild is the Wind
We call him the torturer
His voice is blissful pain.

Sam is an alcoholic
Snakebite is her thing
They called her Long-John Silver
The day she broke her leg
And she sings
Oh, What a world we live in
When Geldof is our hero
Whilst Alan Delon
Invariably as a rule
Always, always dies in his films
Owo, What a world we live in.

And I have dreams of Bowie singing It's No Game
Some words haunt me
Children round the world put camel shit on the walls
Oh, what can he mean?
Either way to Sam and me it's all the same
So long as Castro doesn't take the blame.

Now, Alan Delon a fascist has become
Elton John went and got himself a wife
Now our record's melted under the sun
We ain't got the money to buy another one
So, tell me, Who's going to sing Wild is the Wind?



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Writer(s): Afsoon Elmy, Alan John Boorman
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