David Bowie 1984
Someday they won't let you, now you must agree The times, they are a-telling, and the changing isn't free We've read it in the tea leaves, the tracks are on TV Beware the sound mixture of 1984 They'll split your pretty cranium, and fill it full of air They'll tell that you're eighty, but brother, you won't care You'll be shooting up on anything, tomorrow's never there Beware the sound mixture in 1984 Come see, come see, remember me? We played love all my movie roll You said it would last, but I guess we've grown In 1984, who could ask for more 1984, who could ask for mor-or-or-or-ore Mor-or-or-or-ore I'm looking for a vehicle, I'm looking for a ride I'm looking for a party, I'm looking for a side I'm looking for the treason that I knew in '65 Beware the sound mixture of 1984 Come see, come see, remember me? We played love all my movie roll You said it would last, but I guess we've grown In 1984, who could ask for more 1984, who could ask for mor-or-or-or-ore Mor-or-or-or-ore 1984 1984 1984, more 1984, 1984, more 1984
