We passed upon the stair We spoke of was and when Although I wasn't there He said I was his friend Which came as a surprise I spoke into his eyes I thought you died alone A long long time ago
Oh no, not me We never lost control You're face to face With The Man Who Sold The World
I laughed and shook his hand And made my way back home I searched for form and land For years and years I roamed I gazed a gazeless stare At all the millions here I must have died alone A long, long time ago
Who knows? Not me We never lost control You're face to face With the Man who Sold the World
"The Man Who Sold the World" is a song by David Bowie. It is the title track of his third album, released in the 1970/71. It was later re-popularised and introduced to a new generation by Nirvana's cover on their MTV Unplugged in New York album. In the wake of this cover, Bowie bemoaned the fact that when he performed the song himself he would encounter "kids that come up afterwards and say, 'It's cool you're doing a Nirvana song.' And I think, 'Fuck you, you little tosser!'"
Don't like to think too much, it makes me think too much, It keeps my mind on my mind Don't wanna see too much, it makes me see to much Sometimes i'd rather be blind
All the things that they're saying & doing When they pass me by just fills me up with noise It overloads me I wanna disconnected myself Pull my brain stem out and unplug myself I want nothing right now, i want to pull it out
Yeah, i want to pull it out, yeah I wanna break it all down, hey, i wanna pull it out Yeah, yeah, disconnect myself, disconnect myself I wanna see it go down, yeah, disconnect myself
A thousand miles an hour going nowhere fast Clinging to the details of your past Talking 'bout your damages and your wasting my time Wanna be the king of pain, stand in line All the numbers and the colours and the facts Backed by the rumours and the figures and the stats I think i'm gonna download my mind
Too damn bad if at the end of the day the only thoughts In your brain are all the things that they say, what a waste Too damn bad if at the end of the line you got no idea What's on your own mind, you got no one to blame but yourself Too much to know, too much to see It might mean something to you but it's nothing to me Its just another ad for someone's version of how they think it Should be
I wanna disconnect myself, pull my brains damn out, unplug Myself I want nothing right now, i want to pull it out
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The Man Who Sold The World
We passed upon the stair
We spoke of was and when
Although I wasn't there
He said I was his friend
Which came as a surprise
I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died alone
A long long time ago
Oh no, not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With The Man Who Sold The World
I laughed and shook his hand
And made my way back home
I searched for form and land
For years and years I roamed
I gazed a gazeless stare
At all the millions here
I must have died alone
A long, long time ago
Who knows?
Not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With the Man who Sold the World
DAVID BOWIE
"The Man Who Sold the World" is a song by David Bowie. It is the title track of his third album, released in the 1970/71. It was later re-popularised and introduced to a new generation by Nirvana's cover on their MTV Unplugged in New York album. In the wake of this cover, Bowie bemoaned the fact that when he performed the song himself he would encounter "kids that come up afterwards and say, 'It's cool you're doing a Nirvana song.' And I think, 'Fuck you, you little tosser!'"
Disconnect Myself
Don't like to think too much, it makes me think too much,
It keeps my mind on my mind
Don't wanna see too much, it makes me see to much
Sometimes i'd rather be blind
All the things that they're saying & doing
When they pass me by just fills me up with noise
It overloads me
I wanna disconnected myself
Pull my brain stem out and unplug myself
I want nothing right now, i want to pull it out
Yeah, i want to pull it out, yeah
I wanna break it all down, hey, i wanna pull it out
Yeah, yeah, disconnect myself, disconnect myself
I wanna see it go down, yeah, disconnect myself
A thousand miles an hour going nowhere fast
Clinging to the details of your past
Talking 'bout your damages and your wasting my time
Wanna be the king of pain, stand in line
All the numbers and the colours and the facts
Backed by the rumours and the figures and the stats
I think i'm gonna download my mind
Too damn bad if at the end of the day the only thoughts
In your brain are all the things that they say, what a waste
Too damn bad if at the end of the line you got no idea
What's on your own mind, you got no one to blame but yourself
Too much to know, too much to see
It might mean something to you but it's nothing to me
Its just another ad for someone's version of how they think it
Should be
I wanna disconnect myself, pull my brains damn out, unplug
Myself
I want nothing right now, i want to pull it out
HENRY ROLLINS
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