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Album: Miscellaneous (2009)
Artists: Bowie David

  1. 1917
  2. 1984/Do Do
  3. 5:15 The Angels Have Gone
  4. A Better Future
  5. A Big Hurt
  6. A Foggy Day ( In A London Town)
  7. Absolute Beginners
  8. Afraid
  9. After Today
  10. Alabama Song
  11. All Saints
  12. All The Young Dudes
  13. Amazing
  14. Amlapura
  15. Amlapura ( Indomesian Version)
  16. Amsterdam
  17. As The World Falls Down
  18. Asher To Asher
  19. Baal's Hymn
  20. Baby Can Dance
  21. Baby Universal
  22. Ballad Of The Adventurers
  23. Better Wrong
  24. Bleed Like A Crazed, Day
  25. Bombers
  26. Buddha Of Suburbia
  27. Buss Stop
  28. Buzz The Fuzz
  29. Cactus
  30. Candidate (Demo)
  31. Chilly Down
  32. Columbine
  33. Conversation Piece
  34. Crack City
  35. Crystal Japan
  36. Dancing In The Street
  37. National Education Week *


Bowie David
Miscellaneous
Candidate (Demo)
Inside every teenage girl there's a fountain
Inside every young pair of pants there's a mountain
Inside every mother's eyes is Tommy Tinkrem's bed
Inside every candidate waits a grateful dead

I make it a thing, when I'm on my own to relieve myself
I make it a thing, when I gazelle on stage to believe in myself
I make it a thing, to glance in window panes and look pleased with myself
Yeah, and pretend I'm walking home

I took it so bad, I sat in the correction room
Took me a fag, and a kick in the moon
Well, I ain't gonna suck no radar wing
Because inside this tin is tin
Would you like to techno-plate cause I'm your candidate
Oh yeah

It's a matter of life
And the way you walk, you've got a BrylCream queen
It's a matter of tact
In the things you talk, that keeps his passport clean
A matter of fact
That a cock ain't a cock on a twelve inch screen
So I'll pretend I'm walking home

You don't have to scream a lot to keep an age in tune
You don't have to scream a lot to predict monsoons
You don't have to paint my contact black
Now I've hustled a pair of jeans
Do I have to give your money back when I'm the Fuhrerling

I'll make you a deal
I'll say I came from from Earth and my tongue is taped
I'll make you a deal
You can get your kicks on the candidate
I'll make you a deal
For your future's sake, I'm the candidate
Let's pretend we're walking home

uh-huh, uh-huh
I'm the candidate
I'm the candidate
Vote now for the candidate
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