David Bowie Lyrics

David Bowie Lyrics

"The Laughing Gnome Lyrics"

Freak on Lyrics
You think I don't see you but I do Creepin around with yer hot pants on And them patent leather shoes Please forgive me baby But I've been up here too long Now everybody sing along so that wheatus can hear ya Hey now baby your actin' kinda crazy

I was walking down the High Street
When I heard footsteps behind me
And there was a little old man (Hello)
In scarlet and grey, shuffling away (laughter)
Well he trotted back to my house
And he sat beside the telly (Oaah..)
With his tiny hands on his tummy
Chuckling away, laughing all day (laughter)

Oh, I ought to report you to the Gnome office
(Gnome Office)
Yes
(Hahahahaha)

Ha ha ha, hee hee hee
"I'm a laughing Gnome and you don't catch me"
Ha ha ha, hee hee hee
"I'm a la
Rock & Roll Woman Lyrics
There's a woman that you ought to know And she's coming, singing soft and low Singing rock and roll, she's a joy to know 'Neath the shadow of a soothing hand I am free there, just to make my plans Dream of faraway lands, anything close at hand And she wil
ughing Gnome and you can't catch me"
Said the laughing Gnome

Well I gave him roasted toadstools and a glass of dandelion wine (Burp, pardon)
Then I put him on a train to Eastbourne
Carried his bag and gave him a fag
(Haven't you got a light boy?)
"Here, where do you come from?"
(Gnome-man's land, hahihihi)
"Oh, really?"

In the morning when I woke up
He was sitting on the edge of my bed
With his brother whose name was Fred
He'd bought him along to sing me a song

Right, let
Imaginary Entity Lyrics
Twisted forms implanted in y mind Choked by the fear of the unknown The virtual being exists Anguish rising inside, abnormal behaviour Show no feelings, nor good nor evil The apathy of a depressed human sense Deep in this black soul lies the final horror<
s hear it
Here, what's that clicking noise?
(That's Fred, he's a "metrognome", haha)

Ha ha ha, hee hee hee
"I'm a laughing Gnome and you don't catch me"
Ha ha ha, hee hee hee
"I'm a laughing Gnome and you can't catch me"

(Own up, I'm a gnome, ain't I right, haha)
"Haven't you got a gnome to go to?"
(No, we're gnomads)
"Didn't they teach you to get your hair cut at school? you look like a rolling gnome."
(No, not at the London School of Ecognomics)

Now
The Last Supper Lyrics
(Chely Wright/Dale Dodson/Jimmy Melton) I spent all day long just slavin' in the kitchen I wanted everything to be just right Yeah, the table's dressed with all the fancy trimmin's Won't he be surprised when he comes home tonight Well, it's half
they're staying up the chimney
And we're living on caviar and honey (hooray!)
Cause they're earning me lots of money
Writing comedy prose for radio shows
It's the-er (what?)
It's the Gnome service of course

Ha ha ha, hee hee hee
"I'm a laughing Gnome and you don't catch me"
Ha ha ha, oh, dear me

(Ha ha ha, hee hee hee
"I'm a laughing Gnome and you can't catch me"
Ha ha ha, hee hee hee
"I'm a laughing Gnome and you can't catch me")

(One more time, yeah)