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David Bowie
David Bowie
Stimme und Gesang
Catherine Russell
Catherine Russell
Begleitgesang
Gail Ann Dorsey
Gail Ann Dorsey
Begleitgesang
Tony Visconti
Tony Visconti
Begleitgesang
Mark Plati
Mark Plati
Gitarre
Sterling Campbell
Sterling Campbell
Schlagzeug
David Torn
David Torn
Gitarre
Earl Slick
Earl Slick
Gitarre
Gerry Leonard
Gerry Leonard
Gitarre
Mario McNulty
Mario McNulty
Percussion/Schlagzeug
Mike Garson
Mike Garson
Klavier
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
David Bowie
David Bowie
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
David Bowie
David Bowie
Produzent:in
Tony Visconti
Tony Visconti
Produzent:in
Brandon Mason
Brandon Mason
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Mario McNulty
Mario McNulty
Zusätzliche:r Ingenieur:in

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Better take care I think I better go, better get a room Better take care of me Again and again I think about this and I think about personal history Better take care I breath so deep when the movie gets real When the star turns round Again and again Looks me in the eye, says he's got his mind on a countdown(3, 2, 1) Forever I'm screaming that I'm gonna be living on till the end of time Forever The sky splits open to a dull red skull My head hangs low cause it's all over now And there's never gonna be enough money And there's never gonna be enough drugs And I'm never ever gonna get old There's never gonna be enough bullets There's never gonna be enough sex And I'm never ever gonna get old So I'm never ever gonna get high And I'm never ever gonna get low And I'm never ever gonna get old Better take care The moon flows on to the edges of the world because of you Again and again And I'm awake in an age of light and living it because of you Better take care I'm looking to the future, solid as a rock Because of you Again and again Wanna be here, then I wanna be there Living just like you, living just like me Forever Putting on my gloves And I bury my bones in the marshland Forever Think about my soul But I don't need a thing Just the ring of the bell in the pure clean air And I'm running down the street of life And I'm never gonna let you die And I'm never ever gonna get old And I'm never ever gonna get... I'm never ever gonna get... And I'm never ever gonna get old And I'm never ever gonna get... And I'm never ever gonna get... I'm never ever gonna get old
Writer(s): David Bowie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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