David Bowie Buzz The Fuzz
Once there was a fellow and his name was buzzHe was just a rookie cop, just a baby buzzHe patroled the sunset strip in the land of the free and the home of the hipHe protected you and me from evil women like poor alice dAlice was the girl that all the hippies dreadAnd they called her sweet alice the headAlice it was plain to see, was full of pot and stdShe’d attract a great big crowd, because her inner piece was much too loudGood buzz did the thing that all the good buzz mustStuck his gun in alice’s back and said this is a buzzShone the flashlight in her eyes, she began to hypnotiseBuzz said what a wild sensation, guess this must be hallucinationLove is so sensational, when you fall in love with eyes dilationalNow they’re taking pills in shops, buzz is not afraid of whatBuzz and alice d have shown the way of where the buzz might be some dayBuzz is still a cop of course, he’s the pusher on the porchHe’s protecting you and me from evil women like poor alice