David Bowie - Unwashed and somewhat slightly dazed

S^Asus2py, spy, pretty girl I see you see me through your window^{D9 Asus2} Don't turn your nose up Well, you can if you need to, you won't be the first or ^D9last^{Asus2 D9}

^FIt must strain you to look down so far from your ^CFather's house And I ^Dknow what a ^Clouse like ^Gme in his ^Amhouse could do for ^Am7you ^EI'm the Cream of the ^DGreat U^Ctopia ^GDream And ^Eyou're the gleam in the ^Ddepths of your ^Cbanker's spleen^{F C}

I'm a phallus in pigtails^{F C} And there's blood on my nose^{F C} And my tissue is rotting^{F C} Where the rats chew my bones^{F C} And my ^Feye sockets empty^{Bb F} See nothing but pain^{Bb F} I keep ^Chaving this brainstorm^{F C} About twelve times a day^{F C} So now, ^Gyou could spend the ^Amorning walking ^Bbwith me, quite a^Cmazed As I'm ^FUnwashed and ^FmSomewhat Slightly ^CDazed^{F C}

I got eyes in my backside^{F C} That see electric tomatoes^{F C} On credit card rye bread^{F C} There are children in washrooms^{F C} Holding ^Fhands with a queen^{Bb F} And my heads full of murders^{Bb F} Where on^Cly killers scream^{F C F C} So now ^Gyou could spend the ^Amorning talking ^Bbwith me quite a^Cmazed And I'm ^Fraving mad and ^FmSomewhat Slightly ^CDazed^{F C F C}

Now you run from your window^{F C} To the porcelain bowl^{F C} And you're sick from your ears^{F C} To the red parquet floor^{F C} And the ^FBraque on the wall^{Bb F} Slides down your front^{Bb F} And ^Ceats through your belly^{F C} It's very catching^{F C} So now, ^Gyou should spend the ^Amornings lying to your ^BbFather quite a^Cmazed About the ^Fstrange Unwashed and ^FmHappily Slightly ^CDazed^{F C}