Song | Janine |
Artist | David Bowie |
Album | Man of Words/Man of Music |
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Lyrics:David Bowie Music:David Bowie | |
Oh my love, Janine | |
I'm helpless for your smile | |
Like a Polish wanderer | |
I travel ever onwards to your land | |
And were it not just for the jewels, I'd close your hand | |
Your strange demand | |
To 'collocate' my mind | |
Scares me into gloom | |
You're too intense | |
I'll have to keep you in your place | |
I've no defence | |
I've got to keep my veil on my face | |
Janine, Janine, you'd like to know me well | |
But I've got things inside my head | |
That even I can't face | |
Janine, Janine, you'd like to crash my walls | |
But if you take an axe to me | |
You'll kill another man | |
Not me at all | |
You're fey, Janine | |
A tripper to the last | |
But if I catch you standing on my toes | |
I'll have a right to shout you down | |
For you're a lazy stream | |
In which my thoughts would drown | |
So stay, Janine | |
And we can glide along | |
I've caught your wings for laughs | |
I'm not obliged to read you statements of the year | |
So take your glasses off | |
And don't act so sincere | |
Janine, Janine, you'd like to know me well | |
But I've got things inside my head | |
That even I can't face | |
Janine, Janine, you'd like to crash my walls | |
But if you take an axe to me | |
You'll kill another man | |
Not me at all |
Lyrics: David Bowie Music: David Bowie | |
Oh my love, Janine | |
I' m helpless for your smile | |
Like a Polish wanderer | |
I travel ever onwards to your land | |
And were it not just for the jewels, I' d close your hand | |
Your strange demand | |
To ' collocate' my mind | |
Scares me into gloom | |
You' re too intense | |
I' ll have to keep you in your place | |
I' ve no defence | |
I' ve got to keep my veil on my face | |
Janine, Janine, you' d like to know me well | |
But I' ve got things inside my head | |
That even I can' t face | |
Janine, Janine, you' d like to crash my walls | |
But if you take an axe to me | |
You' ll kill another man | |
Not me at all | |
You' re fey, Janine | |
A tripper to the last | |
But if I catch you standing on my toes | |
I' ll have a right to shout you down | |
For you' re a lazy stream | |
In which my thoughts would drown | |
So stay, Janine | |
And we can glide along | |
I' ve caught your wings for laughs | |
I' m not obliged to read you statements of the year | |
So take your glasses off | |
And don' t act so sincere | |
Janine, Janine, you' d like to know me well | |
But I' ve got things inside my head | |
That even I can' t face | |
Janine, Janine, you' d like to crash my walls | |
But if you take an axe to me | |
You' ll kill another man | |
Not me at all |
Lyrics: David Bowie Music: David Bowie | |
Oh my love, Janine | |
I' m helpless for your smile | |
Like a Polish wanderer | |
I travel ever onwards to your land | |
And were it not just for the jewels, I' d close your hand | |
Your strange demand | |
To ' collocate' my mind | |
Scares me into gloom | |
You' re too intense | |
I' ll have to keep you in your place | |
I' ve no defence | |
I' ve got to keep my veil on my face | |
Janine, Janine, you' d like to know me well | |
But I' ve got things inside my head | |
That even I can' t face | |
Janine, Janine, you' d like to crash my walls | |
But if you take an axe to me | |
You' ll kill another man | |
Not me at all | |
You' re fey, Janine | |
A tripper to the last | |
But if I catch you standing on my toes | |
I' ll have a right to shout you down | |
For you' re a lazy stream | |
In which my thoughts would drown | |
So stay, Janine | |
And we can glide along | |
I' ve caught your wings for laughs | |
I' m not obliged to read you statements of the year | |
So take your glasses off | |
And don' t act so sincere | |
Janine, Janine, you' d like to know me well | |
But I' ve got things inside my head | |
That even I can' t face | |
Janine, Janine, you' d like to crash my walls | |
But if you take an axe to me | |
You' ll kill another man | |
Not me at all |