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Stained glass, stained hands
Rituals too hard to understand
Statues, candles and a golden chalice
No one know there's demons in the palace
Repetitious words that someone else said
The multitudes are starving and on one is fed

Chorus:

Come out of her my people
Come out

A prostitute who sits on a throne
If you listen closely you can hear hear dead moan
Businessmen have made her wealthy
But if you search the scriptures her doctrines's not healthy
Medals and crosses, wafers for bread
It makes no difference for the spiritually dead

Chorus:

Come out of her my people
Come out

A city that sits on seven hills
A man called father by a people that kills
Lies told to please the beast
An ocean of blood from west to east
So holy and pure you want me to believe
It's all just a front you use to deceive

Chorus:

Come out of her my people
Come out

Every wicked device can be traced to your door
Even the good book calls you a whore
Witchcraft and perversion and a ring to kiss
A serpent so crafty that she doesn't even hiss
Saints to worship and a woman to praise
Short and numbered are the rest of your days

Chorus:

Come out of her my people
Come out

Come Out of Her

I searched the graves and I found the bones
Then I wrote a song for you David Robert Jones
To the man with the funny haircut who dared to take a chance
Who was'nt confined by what others thought and who told us it was time to dance
From Ziggy Stardust to thin white Duke
Though the others laughed we knew you were on kook
We knew you were on to something, maybe it was the way we felt
But you were so outrageous with every change you dealt
But your words to us had meaning, even from Berlin
And although they call us losers we are in this race to win

Chorus'

Yes I was a young American
And maybe someday I'll be a hero
And though sometimes I still get low
I've never felt like zero

The arrival of freedom is a beautiful thing
You've helped me to receive the gifts that wise men bring
In Chen Andaloo was a nice touch
But the lyrics to Diamond Dogs were a bit much
I am also a lodger but the earth is not my home
I'm just waiting for the burning of Rome
I've had my share of rumors and lies
I've seen the battered and abused and heard the orphans cries
Still your music has lifted this crazy child from the pit
I'll see you someday on the throne on which you'll sit

Chorus:

YES, I was a young American
And maybe someday I'll be a hero
And though sometimes I still get low
I've never felt like zero

Song for David Bowie

I searched the graves and I found the bones
Then I wrote a song for you David Robert Jones
To the man with the funny haircut who dared to take a chance
Who wasn't confined by what others thought and who told us i9t was time to dance
From Ziggy Stardust to Thin White Dike
Though the others laughed we knew you were no kook
We knew you were on to something, maybe it was the way we felt
But you were so outrageous with every change you dealt
But your words to us had meaning, even from Berlin
And although they call us losers we are in this race to win

Chorus:

Yes, I was a young American
And maybe someday I'll be a hero
And though sometimes I still get low
I've never felt like zero

The arrival of freedom is a beautiful thing
You've helped me to receive the gifts that wise men bring
Un Chen Andaloo was a nice touch
But the lyrics to Diamond Dogs were a bit much
I am also a lodger but the earth is not my home
I'm just waiting for the burning of Rome
I've had my share of rumors and lies
I've seen the batered and abused and heard the orphans' cries
Still your music had lifted this crazy child from the pit
I'll see you someday on the throne on which you'll sit

Chorus:
Yes, I was a young American
And maybe someday I'll be a hero
And though sometimes I still get low
I've never felt like zero

Song for David Bowie


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Stained glass, stained hands
Rituals too hard to understand
Statues, candles and a golden chalice
No one know there's demons in the palace
Repetitious words that someone else said
The multitudes are starving and on one is fed

Chorus:

Come out of her my people
Come out

A prostitute who sits on a throne
If you listen closely you can hear hear dead moan
Businessmen have made her wealthy
But if you search the scriptures her doctrines's not healthy
Medals and crosses, wafers for bread
It makes no difference for the spiritually dead

Chorus:

Come out of her my people
Come out

A city that sits on seven hills
A man called father by a people that kills
Lies told to please the beast
An ocean of blood from west to east
So holy and pure you want me to believe
It's all just a front you use to deceive

Chorus:

Come out of her my people
Come out

Every wicked device can be traced to your door
Even the good book calls you a whore
Witchcraft and perversion and a ring to kiss
A serpent so crafty that she doesn't even hiss
Saints to worship and a woman to praise
Short and numbered are the rest of your days

Chorus:

Come out of her my people
Come out

Come Out of Her

I searched the graves and I found the bones
Then I wrote a song for you David Robert Jones
To the man with the funny haircut who dared to take a chance
Who was'nt confined by what others thought and who told us it was time to dance
From Ziggy Stardust to thin white Duke
Though the others laughed we knew you were on kook
We knew you were on to something, maybe it was the way we felt
But you were so outrageous with every change you dealt
But your words to us had meaning, even from Berlin
And although they call us losers we are in this race to win

Chorus'

Yes I was a young American
And maybe someday I'll be a hero
And though sometimes I still get low
I've never felt like zero

The arrival of freedom is a beautiful thing
You've helped me to receive the gifts that wise men bring
In Chen Andaloo was a nice touch
But the lyrics to Diamond Dogs were a bit much
I am also a lodger but the earth is not my home
I'm just waiting for the burning of Rome
I've had my share of rumors and lies
I've seen the battered and abused and heard the orphans cries
Still your music has lifted this crazy child from the pit
I'll see you someday on the throne on which you'll sit

Chorus:

YES, I was a young American
And maybe someday I'll be a hero
And though sometimes I still get low
I've never felt like zero

Song for David Bowie

I searched the graves and I found the bones
Then I wrote a song for you David Robert Jones
To the man with the funny haircut who dared to take a chance
Who wasn't confined by what others thought and who told us i9t was time to dance
From Ziggy Stardust to Thin White Dike
Though the others laughed we knew you were no kook
We knew you were on to something, maybe it was the way we felt
But you were so outrageous with every change you dealt
But your words to us had meaning, even from Berlin
And although they call us losers we are in this race to win

Chorus:

Yes, I was a young American
And maybe someday I'll be a hero
And though sometimes I still get low
I've never felt like zero

The arrival of freedom is a beautiful thing
You've helped me to receive the gifts that wise men bring
Un Chen Andaloo was a nice touch
But the lyrics to Diamond Dogs were a bit much
I am also a lodger but the earth is not my home
I'm just waiting for the burning of Rome
I've had my share of rumors and lies
I've seen the batered and abused and heard the orphans' cries
Still your music had lifted this crazy child from the pit
I'll see you someday on the throne on which you'll sit

Chorus:
Yes, I was a young American
And maybe someday I'll be a hero
And though sometimes I still get low
I've never felt like zero

Song for David Bowie

I've been to Paris, I've seen the Seine
While I was there I danced in the rain
I saw the Mona Lisa in the Louvre
And I saw some things of which I did not approve
I saw a beggar kicked by a cop
I saw a banker who laughed and did not stop
I saw the Arc de Triomphe and the Eiffel Tower
And dreamed one starry Paris night of a new man in power
I've seen all these things and many more
Too many to count they'd fill up a store
But the most beautiful sight I ever see
Is a man walkin' hand in hand with his baby
Yes a man is a man when he holds his child
When he pushes the stroller so meek and mild
Yes, this man is a king, this man is a saint
His strength is shown in gentleness, no picture could I paint
That moves me so much to see a child's face
When his father bows down to tie his shoe lace
I've been to Rome, I've seen Vatican City
But all that gold just fills me with pity
For the men in black who sacrifice their seed
For a church with no heart and pockets of greed
I've seen the Coloseum and the Leaning Tower
And I know it's getting late in the eleventh hour
And a child shall lead them someone once said
Was it the man on the cross who rose from the dead?
Well, I'm no prophet but I'll take him at his word
Which are the most beautiful I've ever heard
And the most beautiful sight I've ever seen
Was a little boy fighting with his father in a field of green.

The Most Beautiful Sight

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Stained glass, stained hands
Rituals too hard to understand
Statues, candles and a golden chalice
No one know there's demons in the palace
Repetitious words that someone else said
The multitudes are starving and on one is fed

Chorus:

Come out of her my people
Come out

A prostitute who sits on a throne
If you listen closely you can hear hear dead moan
Businessmen have made her wealthy
But if you search the scriptures her doctrines's not healthy
Medals and crosses, wafers for bread
It makes no difference for the spiritually dead

Chorus:

Come out of her my people
Come out

A city that sits on seven hills
A man called father by a people that kills
Lies told to please the beast
An ocean of blood from west to east
So holy and pure you want me to believe
It's all just a front you use to deceive

Chorus:

Come out of her my people
Come out

Every wicked device can be traced to your door
Even the good book calls you a whore
Witchcraft and perversion and a ring to kiss
A serpent so crafty that she doesn't even hiss
Saints to worship and a woman to praise
Short and numbered are the rest of your days

Chorus:

Come out of her my people
Come out

Come Out of Her

I searched the graves and I found the bones
Then I wrote a song for you David Robert Jones
To the man with the funny haircut who dared to take a chance
Who was'nt confined by what others thought and who told us it was time to dance
From Ziggy Stardust to thin white Duke
Though the others laughed we knew you were on kook
We knew you were on to something, maybe it was the way we felt
But you were so outrageous with every change you dealt
But your words to us had meaning, even from Berlin
And although they call us losers we are in this race to win

Chorus'

Yes I was a young American
And maybe someday I'll be a hero
And though sometimes I still get low
I've never felt like zero

The arrival of freedom is a beautiful thing
You've helped me to receive the gifts that wise men bring
In Chen Andaloo was a nice touch
But the lyrics to Diamond Dogs were a bit much
I am also a lodger but the earth is not my home
I'm just waiting for the burning of Rome
I've had my share of rumors and lies
I've seen the battered and abused and heard the orphans cries
Still your music has lifted this crazy child from the pit
I'll see you someday on the throne on which you'll sit

Chorus:

YES, I was a young American
And maybe someday I'll be a hero
And though sometimes I still get low
I've never felt like zero

Song for David Bowie

I searched the graves and I found the bones
Then I wrote a song for you David Robert Jones
To the man with the funny haircut who dared to take a chance
Who wasn't confined by what others thought and who told us i9t was time to dance
From Ziggy Stardust to Thin White Dike
Though the others laughed we knew you were no kook
We knew you were on to something, maybe it was the way we felt
But you were so outrageous with every change you dealt
But your words to us had meaning, even from Berlin
And although they call us losers we are in this race to win

Chorus:

Yes, I was a young American
And maybe someday I'll be a hero
And though sometimes I still get low
I've never felt like zero

The arrival of freedom is a beautiful thing
You've helped me to receive the gifts that wise men bring
Un Chen Andaloo was a nice touch
But the lyrics to Diamond Dogs were a bit much
I am also a lodger but the earth is not my home
I'm just waiting for the burning of Rome
I've had my share of rumors and lies
I've seen the batered and abused and heard the orphans' cries
Still your music had lifted this crazy child from the pit
I'll see you someday on the throne on which you'll sit

Chorus:
Yes, I was a young American
And maybe someday I'll be a hero
And though sometimes I still get low
I've never felt like zero

Song for David Bowie

I've been to Paris, I've seen the Seine
While I was there I danced in the rain
I saw the Mona Lisa in the Louvre
And I saw some things of which I did not approve
I saw a beggar kicked by a cop
I saw a banker who laughed and did not stop
I saw the Arc de Triomphe and the Eiffel Tower
And dreamed one starry Paris night of a new man in power
I've seen all these things and many more
Too many to count they'd fill up a store
But the most beautiful sight I ever see
Is a man walkin' hand in hand with his baby
Yes a man is a man when he holds his child
When he pushes the stroller so meek and mild
Yes, this man is a king, this man is a saint
His strength is shown in gentleness, no picture could I paint
That moves me so much to see a child's face
When his father bows down to tie his shoe lace
I've been to Rome, I've seen Vatican City
But all that gold just fills me with pity
For the men in black who sacrifice their seed
For a church with no heart and pockets of greed
I've seen the Coloseum and the Leaning Tower
And I know it's getting late in the eleventh hour
And a child shall lead them someone once said
Was it the man on the cross who rose from the dead?
Well, I'm no prophet but I'll take him at his word
Which are the most beautiful I've ever heard
And the most beautiful sight I've ever seen
Was a little boy fighting with his father in a field of green.

The Most Beautiful Sight


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