The Pretty Things Are Going To Hell Lyrics - David Bowie

1 What to wear, what to say

2 What to do on a sunny day

3 Who to phone, who to fight

4 Who to dance with on a Sunday night?

5 Reaching the very edge you know

6 Reaching the very edge

7 I'm going to the other side of this town

8 Reaching the very edge

9 You're still breathing but you don't know why

10 Life's a bit and sometimes you die

11 You're still breathing but you just can't tell

12 Don't hold your breath

13 But the pretty things are going to hell

14 Well, I am a drug, I am a dragon

15 I am your best jazz you've ever seen

16 I am the dragon, I am the sky

17 I am the blood at the corner of your eye

18 I found the secrets, I found gold

19 I found you out before you grow old

20 I found you out before you grow old

21 What is eternal, what is damned

22 What is clay and what is sand?

23 Who to dis, who to trust

24 Who to listen to and who to suss?

25 I'm reaching the very edge you know

26 I'm reaching the very edge

27 I'm going to the other side of this town

28 I'm reaching the very edge

29 You're still breathing but you don't know why

30 Life's a bit and sometimes you die

31 You're still breathing but you just can't tell

32 Don't hold your breath

33 But the pretty things are going to hell

34 I am a dragon, I am a drug

35 I am your best jazz you've ever had

36 I am the dragon, I am the sky

37 I am the blood at the corner of your eye

38 I found the secrets, I found gold

39 I found you out before you grow old

40 I found you out before you grow old

41 The pretty things are going to hell

42 They wore it out

43 But they wore it well

44 The pretty things are going to hell

45 They wore it out

46 But they wore it well

47 The pretty things are going to hell

48 They wore it out

49 But they wore it well

50 The pretty things are going to hell

51 They wore it out

52 But they wore it well

53 You're still breathing but you don't know why, we got

54 You're still breathing but you just can't tell

55 Don't hold your breath but the pretty things are going to hell