Sweet Head Lyrics - David Bowie

1 I tried to break away from you

2 From the spics and blacks and the gum you chew

3 Where the posters are torn by the muggin' gangs

4 By the faggy parks and the burnt out vans

5 I've got ninety-nine years of laying in the dark and I'm far too young to lie

6 I've got ninety-nine ways to play my guitar it's going to pay me before I die

7 So bob your sweet head

8 Brother Ziggy going to play

9 I'm just about the best you can hear

10 Gonna rock it in your head

11 Shazam! and come ball

12 With my guitar and me soprano

13 We can give you sweet head

14 I'm tough as glass and clean as night

15 Well if looks can love we can love all right

16 I'm your rubber peacock angelic whore

17 I'm a wrought iron face upon the wall

18 I had ninety-nine years of murder called life and I'm running away from it all

19 I got a bedroom, every mirror in town they're going to claim me if I fall

20 So bob your sweet head

21 Brother Ziggy going to play

22 I'm just about the best you can hear

23 Gonna rock it in your head

24 Shazam! and come ball

25 With my guitar and me soprano

26 We can give you sweet head

27 Sweet head, give you sweet head

28 (spoken: while ya down there)

29 See my eyes of blocked emotion, see my tremble, see my fall

30 Traumatics thick and fast, your faith in me can last

31 Besides I'm known to lay you, one and all

32 Look south the way your mother dwells

33 If she knew what's going down, she'd give you hell

34 I'm the kind of man she warned me of

35 Till there was rock, you only had god

36 You and I have a mutual vow

37 We both like young, and we both like loud

38 I got pretty shoes, and I'm kid and proud

39 I'm street side out with my ear to the crowd

40 So bob your sweet head

41 Brother Ziggy going to play

42 I'm just about the best you can hear

43 Gonna rock it in your head

44 Shazam! and come ball

45 With my guitar and me soprano

46 We can give you sweet head

47 Move along, sir!