David Bowie — Sweet Thing

David Bowie Sweet Thing

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It's safe in the city to love in a doorway

To strangle some screams from the dawn

And isn't it me, putting pain in a stranger?

Like a portrait in flesh, who trails on a leash

Will you see that I'm scared and I'm lonely?

So I'll break up my room, and yawn and I

Run to the centre of things

Where the knowing one says:

 

"Boys, boys, its a sweet thing

Boys, boys, its a sweet thing, sweet thing

If you want it, boys, get it here, then

For hope, boys, is a cheap thing, cheap thing"

 

I'm glad that you're older than me

Makes me feel important and free

Does that make you smile, isn't that me?

I'm in your way, and I'll steal every moment

If this trade is a curse, then I'll bless you

And turn to the crossroads of hamburgers, and

 

"Boys, boys, its a sweet thing

Boys, boys, its a sweet thing, sweet thing

If you want it, boys, get it here, then

For hope, boys, is a cheap thing, cheap thing"

 

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