Is David Bowie Dying

Take your golden tooth, try to throw it to the moon, aah

Take your mouth and scream whistle wasted in your dreams, aah

Take your eyes and leave, one for love and one for me, aah

Take your ears, they must be filled with tons of meteoric dust, aah



Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh

At the mountain you scream, now the fountain reveals

Has filled you up and made you whole

Goodbye, goodbye...



Take your legs and run into the death-rays of the sun, aah

Take your legs and run into the death-rays of the sun, aah

Take your legs and run into the death-rays of the sun, aah

Take your legs and run into the death-rays of the sun, the sun

Take your legs and run into the death rays of the sun, aah