作词 : David Robert Jones
作曲 : David Robert Jones
编曲 : David Bowie/Tony Visconti
制作人 : Tony Visconti
Spy spy pretty girl
I see you see me through your window
Don't turn your nose up
Well you can if you need to you won't be the first or last
It must strain you to look down so far from your father's house
And I know what a louse like me in his house could do for you
I'm the cream
Of the great utopia dream
And you're in the gleam
In the depths of your banker's splean
I'm a phallus in pigtails
And there's blood on my nose
And my tissue is rotting
Where the reats chew my bones
And my eye sockets empty
See nothing but pain
I keep having this brainstorm
About twelve times a day
So now You could spend the morning walking with me
Quite amazed
As I am Unwashed and Somewhat Slightly Dazed
I got eyes in my backside
That see electric tomatos
On credit card rye bread
There are children in washrooms
Holding hands with a queen
And my heads full of murders
Where only killers scream
So now you could spend your morning talking with me
Quite amazed
Look out I'm raving mad and Somewhat Slightly Dazed
Now you run from your window
To the porcelain bowl
And you're sick from your ears
To the red parquet floor
And the braque on the wall
Slides down your front
And eats through your belly
It's very catching
So now you should spend the mornings lying to your father quite amazed
About the stramge Unwashed and Happily Slightly Dazed
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:00.00] 作词 : David Robert Jones
[00:01.00] 作曲 : David Robert Jones
[00:02.00] 编曲 : David Bowie/Tony Visconti
[00:03.00] 制作人 : Tony Visconti
[00:13.85]Spy spy pretty girl
[00:16.68]I see you see me through your window
[00:26.29]Don't turn your nose up
[00:28.91]Well you can if you need to you won't be the first or last
[00:39.02]It must strain you to look down so far from your father's house
[00:46.53]And I know what a louse like me in his house could do for you
[00:52.34]I'm the cream
[00:58.33]Of the great utopia dream
[01:01.21]And you're in the gleam
[01:08.40]In the depths of your banker's splean
[01:16.59]I'm a phallus in pigtails
[01:19.46]And there's blood on my nose
[01:22.39]And my tissue is rotting
[01:25.32]Where the reats chew my bones
[01:28.32]And my eye sockets empty
[01:31.39]See nothing but pain
[01:34.28]I keep having this brainstorm
[01:37.23]About twelve times a day
[01:40.18]So now You could spend the morning walking with me
[01:44.48]Quite amazed
[01:46.10]As I am Unwashed and Somewhat Slightly Dazed
[01:55.34]I got eyes in my backside
[01:58.21]That see electric tomatos
[02:01.20]On credit card rye bread
[02:04.07]There are children in washrooms
[02:07.01]Holding hands with a queen
[02:09.94]And my heads full of murders
[02:12.81]Where only killers scream
[02:18.63]So now you could spend your morning talking with me
[02:22.92]Quite amazed
[02:24.54]Look out I'm raving mad and Somewhat Slightly Dazed
[03:02.86]Now you run from your window
[03:05.63]To the porcelain bowl
[03:08.57]And you're sick from your ears
[03:11.51]To the red parquet floor
[03:14.50]And the braque on the wall
[03:17.56]Slides down your front
[03:20.38]And eats through your belly
[03:22.99]It's very catching
[03:25.99]So now you should spend the mornings lying to your father quite amazed
[03:31.73]About the stramge Unwashed and Happily Slightly Dazed
作词 : David Robert Jones
作曲 : David Robert Jones
编曲 : David Bowie/Tony Visconti
制作人 : Tony Visconti
Spy spy pretty girl
I see you see me through your window
Don't turn your nose up
Well you can if you need to you won't be the first or last
It must strain you to look down so far from your father's house
And I know what a louse like me in his house could do for you
I'm the cream
Of the great utopia dream
And you're in the gleam
In the depths of your banker's splean
I'm a phallus in pigtails
And there's blood on my nose
And my tissue is rotting
Where the reats chew my bones
And my eye sockets empty
See nothing but pain
I keep having this brainstorm
About twelve times a day
So now You could spend the morning walking with me
Quite amazed
As I am Unwashed and Somewhat Slightly Dazed
I got eyes in my backside
That see electric tomatos
On credit card rye bread
There are children in washrooms
Holding hands with a queen
And my heads full of murders
Where only killers scream
So now you could spend your morning talking with me
Quite amazed
Look out I'm raving mad and Somewhat Slightly Dazed
Now you run from your window
To the porcelain bowl
And you're sick from your ears
To the red parquet floor
And the braque on the wall
Slides down your front
And eats through your belly
It's very catching
So now you should spend the mornings lying to your father quite amazed
About the stramge Unwashed and Happily Slightly Dazed
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:00.00] 作词 : David Robert Jones
[00:01.00] 作曲 : David Robert Jones
[00:02.00] 编曲 : David Bowie/Tony Visconti
[00:03.00] 制作人 : Tony Visconti
[00:13.85]Spy spy pretty girl
[00:16.68]I see you see me through your window
[00:26.29]Don't turn your nose up
[00:28.91]Well you can if you need to you won't be the first or last
[00:39.02]It must strain you to look down so far from your father's house
[00:46.53]And I know what a louse like me in his house could do for you
[00:52.34]I'm the cream
[00:58.33]Of the great utopia dream
[01:01.21]And you're in the gleam
[01:08.40]In the depths of your banker's splean
[01:16.59]I'm a phallus in pigtails
[01:19.46]And there's blood on my nose
[01:22.39]And my tissue is rotting
[01:25.32]Where the reats chew my bones
[01:28.32]And my eye sockets empty
[01:31.39]See nothing but pain
[01:34.28]I keep having this brainstorm
[01:37.23]About twelve times a day
[01:40.18]So now You could spend the morning walking with me
[01:44.48]Quite amazed
[01:46.10]As I am Unwashed and Somewhat Slightly Dazed
[01:55.34]I got eyes in my backside
[01:58.21]That see electric tomatos
[02:01.20]On credit card rye bread
[02:04.07]There are children in washrooms
[02:07.01]Holding hands with a queen
[02:09.94]And my heads full of murders
[02:12.81]Where only killers scream
[02:18.63]So now you could spend your morning talking with me
[02:22.92]Quite amazed
[02:24.54]Look out I'm raving mad and Somewhat Slightly Dazed
[03:02.86]Now you run from your window
[03:05.63]To the porcelain bowl
[03:08.57]And you're sick from your ears
[03:11.51]To the red parquet floor
[03:14.50]And the braque on the wall
[03:17.56]Slides down your front
[03:20.38]And eats through your belly
[03:22.99]It's very catching
[03:25.99]So now you should spend the mornings lying to your father quite amazed
[03:31.73]About the stramge Unwashed and Happily Slightly Dazed