David Bowie Teenage Wildlife
Music and Lyrics by Bowie How come you only want tomorrow With its promise of something hard to do A real life adventure worth more than pieces of gold Blue skies above and sun on your arms strength in your stride And hope in those squeaky clean eyes You'll get chilly receptions everywhere you go Blinded with desire I guess the season is on So you train by shadow boxing, search for the truth But it's all used up You break open your million dollar weapon Still you push your luck A broken nosed mogul are you One of the new wave boys Same old thing in brand new drag Comes sweeping into view As ugly as a teenage millionaire Pretending it's a whizz kid world And you'll take me aside And say David what shall I do They wait for me in the hallway And I'll say don't ask me I don't know any hallways But they move in numbers and they've got me in a corner I feel like a group of one They can't do this to me I'm not some piece of teenage wildlife Those midwives to history put on their bloody robes The word is that the hunted one is out there on his own You're alone for maybe the last time And you breathe for a long time Then you howl like a wolf in a trap And you daren't look behind You fall to the ground like a leaf from a tree And look up one time at that vast blue sky Scream out aloud as they shoot you down No, no I'm not a piece of teenage wildlife And no one will have seen and no one will confess Fingerprints will prove that you couldn't pass the test And there'll be others on the line filing past Who'll whisper low I miss you he had to go Each to his own Just another piece of teenage wildlife
