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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
Crack City
Oh come all you children
Don't grab that scabby hand
It belongs to Mr. Sniff and Tell
It belongs to the candyman

Don't whore your little bodies
The worms of paradise
Like Everest it's fatal
It's peaks are cold as ice

They're riding on the subways
They're riding on the streets
They'll ride you down to the gutters
They'll ride you off your feet

Gonna hit Crack City
Hit Crack City

Yeah piss on the icon monsters
Whose guitars bequeath you pain
They'll face you down to their level
With their addictions and their fast lanes

Corrupt with shaky visions
And crack and coke and alcohol
They're just a bunch of assholes
With buttholes for their brains

You can't keep on riding
Pain you know so well
They'll ride you down to the gutter
And they ride you down to hell

Gonna hit Crack City
Hit Crack City

And you the master dealer
May death be on your brow
May razors slash your mainline
I'm calling you out right now

May all your vilest nightmares
Consume your shrunken head
May the ho-ho-hoounds of paranoia
Dance upon your stinking bed

Don't look at me you fuckhead
This nation's turning blue
It's stink it fouls the highways
It's filth it sticks like glue

Hit Crack City
Hit Crack City

Hit Carck City

They'll bury you in velvet
And place you underground
The hatred of yourself
And the sufferings that conspire
To take your little body and throw it to the
fools

And the hounds that rip your flesh
Only your mind can take you out of this
Only your mind or death

I'm riding on the subway
The subway down to hell
I've finished with this journey
Oh I seem to know it well

Oh Gonna hit Crack City
Hit Crack City
Hit Crack City
Hit Crack City
Hit Crack City

Yeah

Hit Crack City
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