I HEAR YOU IN THE NIGHT
AND YOUR VOICE FILLS ME WITH FRIGHT
OH WHY HAVE YOU CHOSEN ME
OUT OF ALL THE OTHERS YOU CAN SEE?

YOU KEEP THROWING THINGS AROUND
ARE YOU LOST OR ARE YOU FOUND
WHEN WILL YOU GO AWAY
OR ARE YOU HERE TO STAY?

THE VOICE, THE VOICE (TALKING IN MY HEAD)
THE VOICE, THE VOICE (TALKING IN MY HEAD)
THE VOICE, THE VOICE (TALKING IN MY HEAD)
THE VOICE, THE VOICE (TALKING IN MY HEAD)
THE VOICE, THE VOICE (TALKING IN MY HEAD)
THE VOICE, THE VOICE (TALKING IN MY HEAD)
THE VOICE, THE VOICE (I’D RATHER BE DEAD)
THE VOICE, THE VOICE (TALKING IN MY HEAD)
THE VOICE, THE VOICE (I’D RATHER BE DEAD)
THE VOICE, THE VOICE (TALKING IN MY HEAD)

YOU HAVE TAKEN OVER ME
AND ALTHOUGH I CANNOT SEE
I CAN FEEL YOUR FORCE INSIDE
I HAVE NOWHERE TO HIDE

I HEAR YOU IN THE NIGHT
AND YOUR VOICE FILLS ME WITH FRIGHT
OH WHY HAVE YOU CHOSEN ME
OUT OF ALL THE OTHERS YOU CAN SEE?

© Cherry Red Records

YOU NEVER THINK IT’S GOING TO HAPPEN TO YOU
YOU LOOK AT ALL THE OTHER PEOPLE
AND YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO
JUST TAKE A LOOK AROUND YOU, WHAT DO YOU SEE?
IT’S JUST A WAY OF LIFE TO OTHERS
BUT NOT TO YOU AND ME

THIS KIND OF THING WILL CHANGE ALL OUR PLANS, YOU’LL SEE
PEOPLE FROM MILES AROUND WILL COME
TO STOP AND LOOK AT ME
BUT I DON’T MIND I’VE GOT THE ANSWERS IN ME
I KNOW I’LL PUT THEM RIGHT ON ALL COUNTS
THEN THEY WON’T BOTHER ME

NOW WE’VE MADE IT THIS FAR
THERE’S NO GOING BACK
WE’RE HEAR TO PLAY, NOT FADE AWAY
WE’LL SHOW THEM THAT WE’RE HERE TO SAY

UP THERE WITH THE BEST NOW
WE CAN SEE IT ALL
A DREAM COME TRUE, THE CHOSEN FEW
WE KNOW WHAT TO DO

WE’LL SOON LOOK BACK ON THIS AND SAY WE HAD FUN
ALL OF THE PLACES THAT WE’VE BEEN
AND THINGS THAT WE HAVE DONE
WE’LL ASK OURSELVES THE QUESTION, DO YOU AGREE?
WE GAVE IT EVERYTHING WE HAD
AND THAT’S ENOUGH FOR ME

© Cherry Red Records

IT’S A GAME, THAT’S WHAT YOU TOLD ME
I SHOULD HAVE GUESSED, COS YOU MADE ALL THE RULES
THINGS WOULD HAVE BEEN DIFFERENT
IF I’D KNOWN FROM THE START

I BELIEVED THE LINES THAT YOU SOLD ME
YOU TOLD ME WHAT I WANTED TO HEAR
I REALLY THOUGHT YOU MEANT THEM
I DIDN’T THINK YOU’D LIE

CHORUS

I WAS SURE YOU FELT THE SAME WAY
IT’S HARD TO REALISED YOU’VE NEVER BEEN TRUE
OH WHY, WHAT HAVE I DONE TO HARM YOU?
I KNOW NOW I’M SEEING THE REAL YOU

LOOKING BACK IT ALL SEEMS SO CLEAR NOW
ALL MY DREAMS WILL NEVER COME TRUE
YOU NEVER EVER LISTENED
TO WHAT I HAD TO SAY

CHORUS

HOW COULD I HAVE FALLEN FOR YOU, WASTING ALL OF MY TIME?
YOU HAVE MADE A FOOL OF ME, BUT I’LL BE STRONG
I’LL GO ON WITHOUT YOU
WHAT ELSE CAN I DO?
X2
(WHAT ELSE CAN I DO?) – second time

IT’S A GAME, THAT’S WHAT YOU TOLD ME
I SHOULD HAVE GUESSED COS YOU MAKE ALL THE RULES
THINGS WOULD HAVE BEEN DIFFERENT
I I’D KNOW FROM THE START

I WAS SURE YOU FELT THE SAME WAY
IT’S HARD TO REALISE YOU’VE NEVER BEEN TRUE
OH WHY, WHAT HAVE I DONE TO HARM YOU?
I KNOW NOW I’M SEEING THE REAL YOU
I KNOW NOW I’M SEEING THE REAL YOU
I KNOW NOW I’M SEEING THE REAL YOU

 

I DON’T KNOW WHY YOU’VE BEEN SAYING
ALL THOSE THINGS ABOUT ME PLAYING – AROUND,
IS IT ALL GOING TO END?

I DON’T THINK THAT I’VE BEEN GOING
OUT TOO MUCH WITHOUT YOU KNOWING – WHERE,
DO YOU WANT IT TO END?

I CAN COPY WITH YOUR JEALOUSY
BUT HOW CAN I GET YOU TO SEE – CLEARLY?
I DON’T WANT IT TO END

I DON’T WANT TO HARM OR HURT YOU
CAN’T YOU SEE I NEED MORE ROOM TO – BREATHE?
NO, IT’S NOT GOING TO END

WE’VE BEEN GOING OUT FOR YEARS AND I STILL LOVE YOU
BUT I NEED SOME FREEDOM.
I STILL NEED TO SEE MY FRIENDS, SOMETIMES WITHOUT YOU
DOESN’T MEAN I’M CHEATING

PLEASE CALM DOWN – I DON’T WANT TO FIGHT
I NEED HELD BUT NOT QUITE SO TIGHT – DEAR
ARE WE REACHING THE END?

I NEED YOU AS MUCH AS YOU NEED
ME, BUT I DON’T SCARE SO EASY – PLEASE
DON’T MAKE ME MAKE IT END

WE’VE BEEN GOING OUT FOR YEARS AND I STILL LOVE YOU
BUT I NEED SOME FREEDOM
I STILL NEED TO SEE MY FRIENDS, SOMETIMES WITHOUT YOU
DOESN’T MEAN I’M CHEATING

WE’VE BEEN GOING OUT FOR YEARS AND I STILL LOVE YOU
BUT I NEED SOME FREEDOM
I STILL NEED TO SEE MY FRIENDS, SOMETIMES WITHOUT YOU
DOESN’T MEAN I’M CHEATING

 

© Cherry Red Records

CRUISING ROUND ALL HER STREETS, GOING TO THE BARS.
SHE CAN MAKE YOU FEEL GOOD, SHE CAN MAKE YOU FEEL LIKE STARS.
ESCAPING FROM THE PRESSURES AND THE PROBLEMS SEEMS SO RIGHT,
BUT DON’T YOU CARE HOW SHE FEELS GOING HOME IN THE MORNING LIGHT.

MAKING UP HER FACE WELL, COVERING THE SCARS,
PAINTING ON THE FALSE GRIN, THEN WATCHING FOR YOUR CARS.
DEPRESSION COMES SO EASY WHEN THERE’S NOWHERE LEFT TO TURN,
THE PRIEST ALWAYS REMINDS HER, IT’S IN HELL SHE’LL BURN.

TOO MANY TIMES SHE’S SCREWED UP, SO MANY MEN AROUND.
BUT SHE KNOWS IT’S EASIER THAN LIFE UPON THE DOLE.
TOO MANY TIMES SHE’S SCREWED UP, SO MANY MEN AROUND.
TOO MANY TIMES SHE’S SCREWED UP· CRIES WITHOUT A SOUND.

CRUISING ROUND ALL HER STREETS, GOING TO THE BARS
SHE CAN MAKE YOU FEEL GOOD, SHE CAN MAKE YOU FEEL LIKE STARS.
ESCAPING FROM THE PRESSURES AND THE PROBLEMS SEEMS SO RIGHT,
BUT DON’T YOU CARE HOW SHE FEELS GOING HOME IN THE MORNING LIGHT?

TOO MANY TIMES SHE’S SCREWED UP, SO MANY MEN AROUND.
BUT SHE KNOWS IT’S EASIER THAN LIFE UPON THE DOLE
TOO MANY TIMES SHE’S SCREWED UP, SO MANY MEN AROUND.
BUT SHE KNOWS IT’S EASIER THAN LIFE UPON THE DOLE.
TOO MANY TIMES SHE’S SCREWED UP, SO MANY MEN AROUND.
TOO MANY TIMES SHE’S SCREWED UP, CRIES WITHOUT A SOUND.

 

I SEE YOU ACROSS THE DANCE FLOOR
WHAT DO I SEE?
A CROWD OF GIRLS HANGING AROUND YOU
NO ROOM FOR ME

NEVER AGAIN (WILL I COME BACK HERE)
NEVER AGAIN
NEVER AGAIN (CAN’T STAND THE TORTURE)
NEVER AGAIN

I DECIDE THAT I CAN’T STAND IT
I’VE GOT TO GO
YOU WILL NEVER EVER NOTICE ME
THAT MUCH I KNOW

NEVER AGAIN (WILL I THINK OF YOU)
NEVER AGAIN
NEVER AGAIN (WHAT GOOD WILL IT DO)
NEVER AGAIN

YOU CAN PICK AND CHOOSE
THE GIRLS ARE FALLING AT YOUR FEET
THEN ONE DAY WHEN YOU’VE GOT NO ONE
MAYBE THEN WE’LL MEET
YOU CAN PICK AND CHOOSE
THE GIRLS ARE FALLING AT YOUR FEET
THEN ONE DAY WHEN YOU’VE GOT NO ONE
ONE DAY WHEN YOU’VE GOT NO ONE
ONE DAY WHEN YOU’VE GOT NO ONE

NEVER AGAIN
NEVER AGAIN
NEVER AGAIN WHOA NO
NEVER AGAIN
NEVER AGAIN WHOA NO X2

NEVER AGAIN

 

YOU SAY YOU NEED ME
THEN YOU TURN AND WALK AWAY

YOU SAY YOU WANT ME
AND THAT THIS TIME YOU’RE GONNA STAY

WHY DO YOU ALWAYS MESS ME AROUND?
WHY CAN’T YOU KEEP YOUR FEET ON THE GROUND?

YOU THINK THAT YOU ARE REALLY SOMETHING
YOU THINK YOU’VE GOT IT ALL
BUT IF YOU REALLY COUNT IT ALL UP
YOU HAVE GOT NOTHING (AT ALL)

I’VE WASTED MY TIME
WAITING FOR YOU TO MAKE UP YOUR MIND
I’M MOVING ON NOW
I’VE GOT A REAL MAN TO FIND
I’VE GOT A LIFE TO LEAD OF MY OWN
SO IT’S GOODBYE –
DON’T BOTHER TO PHONE

YOU THINK THAT YOU ARE REALLY SOMETHING
YOU THINK YOU’VE GOT IT ALL
BUT IF YOU REALLY COUNT IT ALL UP
YOU HAVE NOT NOTHING (AT ALL)

NOTHING AT ALL

NOTHING AT ALL

NOTHING AT ALL

NOTHING AT ALL

 

WALKING DOWN THIS STREET I’VE WALKED A THOUSAND TIME BEFORE
BUT SOMEHOW THINGS DON’T LOOK THE SAME
EVERYTHING SEEMS CLEARER NOW, I KNOW WHAT i MUST DO
I’VE GOT TO GET AWAY FROM YOU

I KNOW THAT YOU HAVE ALWAYS CARED FOR ME
BUT NOW I FEEL SO HAPPY CO I’M FREE

WHAT WE HAD TOGETHER DIED A LONG LONG TIME AGO
BUT WE STAYED TOGETHER JUST THE SAME
I AM DOING BOTH OF US A FAVOUR CAN’T YOU SEE
YOU’LL GET ON BETTER WITHOUT ME

THE TIME HAS COME FOR US TO MOVE ALONG
DON’T LOOK FOR ME TOMORROW I’LL BE GONE

NOW THAT MY CHANCE HAS COME – I CAN HARDLY WAIT
THERE’S LOT OF THINGS TO DO – I WON’T HESITATE
NOW THAT MY CHANCE HAS COME – I CAN HARDLY WAIT
THERE’S LOTS OF THINGS TO DO – I WON’T HESITATE, I WON’T HESITATE

THERE’S A BIG WIDE WORLD OUT THERE THAT’S WAITING JUST FOR ME
FULL OF THINGS I THOUGHT I’D NEVER SEE
I AM GOING TO HAVE THE FUN THAT I THINK I DESERVE
WITH NO-ONE WATCHING OVER ME

I DON’T KNOW WHAT’S WAITING THERE FOR ME
ALL I KNOW IS I CAN’T WAIT TO SEE

 

Words & music by David Bowie

Live recording at The Venue, Aberdeen, 1989

WELL SHE’S A TONGUE TWISTING STORM,
SHE WILL COME TO THE SHOW TONIGHT
PRAYING TO THE LIGHT MACHINE

SHE WANTS MY HONEY NOT MY MONEY
SHE’S A FUNKY-THIGH COLLECTOR
LAYIN’ ON ‘LECTRIC DREAMS

CHORUS
SO COME ON, COME ON, WE’VE REALLY GOT A GOOD THING GOING
WELL COME ON, WELL COME ON, IF YOU THINK WE’RE GONNA MAKE IT
YOU BETTER HANG ON TO YOURSELF

WE CAN’T DANCE, WE DON’T TALK MUCH, WE JUST BALL AND PLAY
BUT THEN WE MOVE LIKE TIGERS ON VASELINE
WELL THE BITTER COMES OUT BETTER ON A STOLEN GUITAR
YOU’RE THE BLESSED, WE’RE THE SPIDERS FROM MARS

CHORUS (X3)

COME ON, AH, COME ON, AH (REPEAT AD INF.)