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David Bowie - Hunky Dory (1971) Terrific album. Ive always loved it. Changes Intro: Cmaj7 Dbadd6 Dm7 Eb7 F D F D
CI still don'tEm know what I was waiting for And my Ftime Gwas running wild A miFllion dead end streets CEvery tiEmme I thought I'd got it made It seemeFd the taste Gwas not so sweet So I Cmaj7turned myDm7self to Em7face Ebm7me But Dm7I've never caughtG a glimpse Of hoCmaj7w the othersDm7 must Em7see tEbm7he faker I'm mucDm7h too fast to take the test
Chorus:
GCh-chF-ch-ch-changes CTurnC/B and faC/Ace the strange ChC/G-ch-changes FDon't F/Ewant to bDe a richer man GCh-cFh-ch-ch-changes CTurnC/B and faC/Ace the strange ChC/G-ch-changes FIt's F/Egonna hDave to be a different man AmTime Gmay Bbchange Fme but EmI cD7an't Gtrace Ctime
CI watched tEmhe ripples change there size But Fnever leave Gthe streFam of warm impermanence AndC so the dayEms float thru my eyes But stilFl the dayGs seem the same And Cmaj7these chilDm7dren thatEm7 you spit on As Ebm7they Dm7try to chanGge their worlds ArCmaj7e immune tDm7o your conEm7sultations Ebm7They're Dm7quite aware of what they're going thru
Chorus 2:
GCh-chF-ch-ch-changes CTurnC/B and faC/Ace the strange ChC/G-ch-changes FDon't F/Etell us tDo grow up and out of it GCh-cFh-ch-ch-changes CTurnC/B and faC/Ace the strange ChC/G-ch-changes FWhere's F/Eyour shame yoDu've left us up to our necks in it AmTime Gmay Bbchange Fme but EmI cD7an't Gtrace Ctime
FStrange CfascinaFtioCn, fascinate me Oh Fchanges areG taking the pace I'm going thru
Chorus 3:
GCh-chF-ch-ch-changes CTurnC/B and faC/Ace the strange ChC/G-ch-changes FDon't F/Ewant to bDe a richer man GCh-cFh-ch-ch-changes CTurnC/B and faC/Ace the strange ChC/G-ch-changes FPretty soon now F/Eyour gonna gDet older AmTime Gmay Bbchange Fme but EmI cD7an't Gtrace Ctime I saidAm thatG timBbe may cFhange mEme bD7ut I Gcan't Ctrace time
Outro: Cmaj7 Dm7 Em7 Eb7 Dm7 Dbadd6 Cmaj7 OH! YOU PRETTY THINGS INTRO: F# G# F# E D F# G# F# E D D6 D D6 D D6 D D6
GWake up you Dsleepy head Emsus4Put on some clothes shake Emoff your bed GPut another log on the Dfire for me AI've made some breakfast and Ecoffee GLook out my window, Dwhat do I see A B7crack in the sky and a Emhand reaching Fdown to Cme All the A7nightmares came toDday And it looks as though they're Ghere to stay C#dim D D#dim D# B F#sus4 F# GWhat are we Dcoming to Emsus4No room for me no Emfun for you GI think about a Dworld to come Where the Abooks were found by the EGolden Ones GWritten in pain Dwritten in awe By a B7puzzled man who Emquestioned what we Cwere here for All the A7strangers came toDday And it looks as though they're Ghere to stay
CHORUS 1:
GOh you Bmpretty things Em Don't you Dknow you're driving your C7mamas and papas insaGne? GOh you Bmpretty things Em Don't you Dknow you're driving your C7mamas and papas insaGne? Let me Amake it plain DGotta make way for the Chomo superioGr
Look out at Dyour children Emsus4See their faces in Emgolden rays GDon't kid yourself they Dbelong to you AThey're the start of the Ecoming race GThe earth is a bitch DWe've finished our news B7Homo sapiens Emhave outFgrown their Cuse All the A7strangers came Dtoday and it looks as though they're Ghere to stay
CHORUS 2 OUTRO: F# G# F# E D F# G# F# E D D6 D D6 D D6 D D6 C# C#6 D# D#6 F# C# 8 LINE POEM INTRO: F C F C D E F C F C F C E F D G F
CTactful cactus by your Fwindow CSurvey the prairie of your Froom CMobile spins to its Dcollision EClara puts her head between her Fpaws CThey've opened shops down on the Fwestside CWill all the cacti find a Fhome? CBut the key to the Ecity Is in the Fsun that pins the Dsus4branches to the Gsky FOh...Coh
OUTRO: F C F C F C F C LIFE ON MARS?
FIt's a F/EGod awful small affair F7 To the D7girl with the mousy hair GmBut her Gm7mummy is yelling no CAnd her C7daddy has told her to Fgo But her F/Efriend is nowhere to be F7seen Now she D7walks through her sunken dream GmTo the Gm7seat with the clearest view CAnd she's C7hooked to the silver screen Ab/Eb Ab#5/E But the film is a saddening bore FmFor she's Ab7lived it ten times or more DbShe could F/Aspit in the eyes of fools BbmAs they aBsk her to focus on
CHORUS 1:
BbSailors Ebfighting in the dance hall GmOh man F#aug5look at those cavemen Fgo FmIt's the freakiest Cm7show Ebm7Take a look at the Bblawman Ebbeating up the wrong guy GmOh man F#aug5wonder if he'll ever knowF FmHe's in the best selling Cm7show Ebm7 Gm F#aug5 Bb Em7dim5 Is there life on mars?
SOLO CHORDS: F F#dim Gm G#dim Am Bb Bbm
FIt's on AF/Emericas tortured brow F7 That Mickey D7Mouse has grown up a cow Gm Now the Gm7workers have struck for fame C Cos C7Lennon's on sale again FSee the F/Emice in their million hoards F7 From ID7biza to the Norfolk BroadGms Rule BritGm7tannia is out of bounds C To my C7mother my dog and clowns Ab/Eb Ab#5/E But the film is a saddening bore FmCause I Ab7wrote it ten times or more DbIt's aF/About to be writ again BbmAs they aBsk her to focus on
CHORUS 2:
BbSailors Ebfighting in the dance hall GmOh man F#aug5look at those cavemen Fgo FmIt's the freakiest Cm7show Ebm7Take a look at the Bblawman Ebbeating up the wrong guy GmOh man F#aug5wonder if he'll ever knowF FmHe's in the best selling Cm7show Ebm7 Gm F#aug5 Bb Em7dim5 Is there life on mars?
OUTRO: F F#dim Gm Bb Bb Bb Eb Ebm Bb KOOKS INTRO: D Dsus4 D Dsus4 D Am CHORUS 1:
DWill Dsus4you stay in Dour lovers Dsus4story? DIf Dsus4you stay Dyou won't be Dsus4sorry Cause Cwe believe in you C/B Am7Soon you'll Dgrow so Am7take a Dchance With a Am7couple of DKooks hung Am7up on roFmanCcing
CHORUS 2 + INTRO
We Dbought a lot of things to keep you Awarm and dry And a Dfunny old crib on which the Apaint won't dry DI bought you a Gpair of shoes A Dtrumpet you can blow and a Gbook of rules On Dwhat to say to people when they Apick on you Cause if you stay with us you're gonna be pretty kookie too
CHORUS 3 + INTRO
DAnd if you ever have to Ago to school DRemember how they messed up Athis old fool DDon't pick fights with the Gbullies or the cads Cause i'm Dnot much cop at punching Gother peoples dads DAnd if the homework Abrings you down Then we'll throw it on the fire and take the car down town
CHORUS 4:
EWill Esus4you stay in Eour lovers Esus4story? EIf Esus4you stay Eyou won't be Esus4sorry Cause Dwe believe in you D/C# Bm7Soon you'll Egrow so Bm7take a Echance With a Bm7couple of EKooks hung Bm7up on roGmanDcing
QUICKSAND INTRO: G Am7 G Am7 G Am7 G Am7
I'm Ccloser to the golden dawn Immersed in Crowley's uniform of Gimagery Gsus4 G I'm Cliving in a silent film Portraying Himmler's sacred realm of drGeam reality I'm Ebfrightened by the total goal F* Drawing to the ragged hole And I Gain't got the Empower any Cmore G Am7 Am7add9 Am7add9* A no I ain't got the power any more
I'm the Dtwisted name on Garbo's eyes Living proof of Churchills lies I'm Adestiny Asus4 A I'm Dtorn between the light and dark Where others see their target divine Asymmetry Asus4 A FShould I kiss the vipers fang Or Gherald loud the death of man? I'm Asinking in the F#m7quicksand Em7of my Dthoughts And I ain't got the power any Amore Asus4 A
CHORUS 1:
ADon't beliE7eve in yourF#m7self Don't decD#dimeive with belEief Knowledge Edimcomes with deaths relBm7ease Ah F#dimah ah aAh Ah F#m7ah ah E6ah Eah
I'm Dnot a prophet or a stoneage man Just a mortal with potential of a superman I'mA living on I'm Dtethered to the logic of homo sapien Can't take my eyes from the great salvation of Abullshit faith If I Fdon't explain what you ought to know You can Gtell me all about it in the next bardot I'm Asinking in the F#m7quicksand Em7of my Dthoughts And I ain't got the power any Amore Asus4 A Asus4 A
CHORUS 2 and 3 CHORUS 4 - No vocals FILL YOUR HEART INTRO: Emaj7 G Emaj7 G
EFill your heart with love today Don't Aplay the game of Etime Things that happen in the past Only Ghappened in your Dmind Only Ein your F#mmind G#m Aoh forget your Bmind and you'll be Efree E7yeah
CHORUS 1:
The Awritings on the wEall free E7yeah And Gyou can know it Dall Eif you cF#mhoose G#mJust remember Alovers never lose BCause they are Efree of thoughts BUnpure C#mand of thoughts G#munkind EGentleness F#mcleans the soul G#mLove cleans the Amind and Bmakes it Efree
SOLO: A E G D E F#m G#m A B E
EHappiness is happening The Adragons have been Ebled Gentleness is everywhere FeaGrs just in your Dhead Only Ein your F#mhead fear is in your G#mhead Only in your Ahead so forget your Bhead And you'll be Efree E7yeah
CHORUS 2 SOLO: A E G D E F#m G#m A B E OUTRO:
EFree, E7yeah...Ayeah, yeah, yeah...Eyeah, yeah, yeah EFree, E7yeah...Ayeah, yeah, yeah...Eyeah, yeah, yeah EFree, E7yeah...Ayeah, yeah, yeah...Eyeah, yeah, yeah EFree, E7yeah...Ayeah, yeah, yeah...Eyeah, yeah, yeah EFree, E7yeah E
ANDY WARHOL CHORDS: EADGBE ------ A X02220 G 320003 Em* 079900 C/B X22010 C 332010 D* 057700 Am7 X02010 Cmaj7 035500 D XX0232 Em 022000 INTRO: Em* D* Cmaj7 D* Em* D* Cmaj7 D* Em* Like to take a cement fix
Be a standing Acinema Dress my friends up Cjust for showC/B ASee Them as Emthey really areC D EmPut a peep hole in my brain Two new pence to Ahave a go I'd like to be a gaClleC/Bry APut you all inEmside my show C D
CHORUS 1:
DAndy AWarhol Emlooks a Cscream AHang him Con my GwallA DAndy AWarhol Emsilver Cscreen Can't Atell them aCpart at Gall Am7 A
INTRO Em* A Andy walking Andy tired Andy take a little snooze
Tie him up when he's Cfast aC/Bsleep ASend him on a Empleasant cruise C D EmWhen you wake up on the sea Be sure to think of me and Ayou He'll think about paint and he'll Cthink about glue C/BWhat a Ajolly boring Emthing to do C D
CHORUS 2 + 3 OUTRO: Em* SONG FOR BOB DYLAN INTRO: A G#m F#m E A G#m F#m B
Ah Ahear this Robert ZimmerG#mman I F#mwrote a song for you E About a Astrange young man called G#mDylan With a F#mvoice like sand and glueE Some G#mwords had truthful C#mvengeance That could Bpin us to the Afloor F#mBrought a few more G#mpeople on And put the Afear in a whole lot Bmore
CHORUS 1:
Ah Ahere she comes here she comes Dhere she comes againA That same old painted lady From the Ebrow of the superbrain She'll F#mscratch this world to pieces As she Gcomes on like a friend But a Acouple of songs from your old scrap book Could Esend her home again
You Agave your heart to every G#mbedsit room At least a F#mpicture on the wallE And you Asat behind a million G#mpair of eyes And F#mtold them how they saw E G#mThen we lost your C#mtrain of thought Your Bpaintings are all Ayour own While F#mtroubles are rising We'd G#mrather be scared Atogether than aBlone
CHORUS 2 SOLO: A G#m F#m E A G#m F#m B
Now Ahear this Robert ZimmerG#mman Though I F#mdon't suppose we'll meet E AAsk your good friend G#mDylan If he'd gaze a F#mwhile down the old street E G#mTell him we've lost his poC#mems So we're Bwriting on the walls A F#mGive us back our G#munity AGive us back our faBmily You're F#mevery nations G#mrefugee Don't Aleave us with our Bsanity
CHORUS 3
Ah Ahere she comes here she comes Dhere she comes againA That same old painted lady From the Ebrow of the superbrain She'll F#mscratch this world to pieces As she Gcomes on like a friend But a Acouple of songs from your old scrap book Could Esend her home again Oh a Gcouple of songs from your old scrap book Could send her home again A Oh here she comes D Ooh here she comes A And here she comes D
OUTRO SOLO: A G#m F#m E A G#m F#m B E QUEEN BITCH INTRO: C G F C G F C G F C G F C G F C G F C G F C G F
I'm Cup on the eleventh floor and I'm Fwatching the cruisers beClow G F C G F He's Cdown on the street and he's Ftrying hard to pull sister FloC G F C G F Oh, My Cheart's in the basement my Fweekend's at an all time ClowG F C G F 'Cause she's Choping to score so I Fcan't see her letting him go CWalk out of her Eheart walk out of her Amind, Oh not her
CHORUS 1:
She's so Bswishy in her satin and Dtat in her Bfrock coat and bipperty-bopperty Dhat Oh God BI could do better than CthaGt F C G F C G F C G F
She's an Cold time ambassador of Fsweet talking night walking gamesC G F C G F Oh, and she's Cknown in the darkest clubs for Fpushing ahead of the dameCs G F C G F If she Csays she can do it she can Fdo it she don't make false CclaGimsF C G F For she's a Cqueen and such are queens that your Flaughter is sucked in their Ebrains Now she's leading him Fon and she'll lay him right Cdown Yeah she's leading him Fon and she'll lay him right Edown But it could have been Fme yes it could have been Cme Why did'nt I Esay why did'nt I Asay, No, no, no
CHORUS 2
So I Clay down a while and I Fgaze at my hotel wallC G F C G F Oh the Ccot is so cold it Fdon't feel like no bed at allC G F C G F Yeah,C I lay down a while aFnd look at my hotel wCallG F C G F And he's Cdown on the street so I Fthrow both his bags down the Ehall And I'm phoning a Fcab cause my stomach feels Csmall There's a taste in my Fmouth and it's no taste at Eall It could have been and yesF it could have been me C Why did'nt I Esay why did'nt I Asay, No, no, no
CHORUS 3 OUTRO: C G F C G F C G F C G F C THE BEWLAY BROTHERS INTRO: D Em A D Em A...With lead guitar
And so the Dstory goes they wore the clothes They said the things to make it seem Emimprobable A The whale of a Dlie like they hope it was Em A And the Dgood men tomorrow had their feet in the wallow And their Emheads of brawn were nicer shorn And Ahow they bought their positions of Dsaccharin and trust And the Emworld was asleep to our Alatent fuss D EmSighing the swirl through the streets like Athe crust of the sun The BewDlay Brothers In our Awings that bark flashing Gteeth of brass Standing F#tall in the dark F#sus4Oh and we were Asus2gone Hanging out with your dGwarf men we were so turned Emon By your lack of conCclusions
BREAK 1: D Em A
Well, DI was stone and he was wax so he could scream and still relax Emunbelievable AAnd we frightened the small Dchildren away Em A And our Dtalk was old and dust would flow through our veins and lo it was midnight EmBack o' the kitchen doorA like the grim face on the caDthedral floor EmAnd the solid book we wrote Acannot be found today D EmAnd it was stalking time for the moonAboys the Bewlay BroBmthers With our baAcks on the arch in the GDevil may be here But he can't F#sing about that F#sus4Oh and we were Asus2gone Real cool Gmaj7traders we were so turned Emon you thought we were faCkers
BREAK 2: D Em A
And now that Ddress is hung the ticket pawned the factor Max that proved the fact Is Emmelted down and Awoven on the edging of my pilDlow Em A Now my Dbrother lays upon the rocks he could be dead he could be not He Emcould be you he's Achameleon, comedian, corinthian Dand caricature EmShooting up pie in the Asky the Bewlay DBrothers In the Emfeeble and the badA the Bewlay BmBrothers In the Ablessed and cold in the Gcrutch hungry dark Was where we F#flayed our mark F#sus4Oh we were Asus2gone Kings of obliGmaj7vion we were so turned Emon in the mind warp pavillCion
BmLay me place and Cbake me pie I'm Fstarving for me Bmgravy Leave my shoes and Cdoor unlocked I Fmight just slip aBmway, hey Just for the Fday, hey, hey, please come aBmway, hey Just for the Fday, hey, please come aBmway, hey Please come aFway, just for the Bmday Please come aFway, please come aBmway Please come aFway, please come aBmway AFway, aBmway F Bm
Hunky Dory is one of the best albums of all time. Any comments? go onto my profile and leave me one. HY.