David Bowie, Queen
A, Am, Bm, C, D, F, G, Gbm
Puts people on the streets
La la de
La la de
E-de-da
E-de-da
That's okay
It's a terror of knowing what this world is about
Watching some good friends screaming, "Let me out!"
When tomorrow gets me higher
De-de-de
Mm-mm
Da-da-da-bop-bop
Okay
Jumpin' around
Kick my brains 'round the floor
These are the days
It never rains but it pours
E-da-da-bop-bop
E-da-da-bop-bop
E-da-da-bop-bop
Ba-dop
It's the terror of knowing what this world is about
Watching some good friends screaming, "Let me out!"
Tomorrow, let me have
Turned away from it all, like a blind man
Set on a fence, but it don't work
Keep coming up with love, but it's so slashed and torn
Why? Why? Why?
Love, love, love, love, love
Insanity locks and we'll catch a wave again
Can't we give ourselves one more chance?
Why can't we give love that one more chance?
Why can't we give love, give love, give love, give love, give love, give love, give love, give love
'Cause love's such an old-fashioned drug
And love dares you to care for the people on the edge of the night
And love dares you to change our way of caring about ourselves
This is our last dance
This is our last dance
This is ourselves
Under pressure