David Bowie - After All

Текст песни: Please trip them gently, They don't like to fall, Oh by jingo! There's no room for anger, we're all very small, Oh by jingo! We're painting our faces and dressing In thoughts from the skies from paradise. But they think that we're holding a secretive ball, Won't someone invite them They're just taller children, That's all, after all. Man is an obstacle, sad as the clown, Oh by jingo So hold on to nothing, and he won't let you down, Oh by jingo Some people are marching together and some on their own Quite alone. Others are running, the smaller ones crawl But some sit in silence, They're just older children That's all, after all. I sing with impertinence, shading impermanent chords, With my words I've borrowed your time And I'm sorry I called But the thought just occurred that we're nobody's children at all, after all. Live till your rebirth And do what you will, Oh by jingo Forget all I've said, Please bear me no ill, Oh by jingo After all, after all

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David Bowie – <p>David Bowie (real name David Robert Jones) is a British rock musician, singer, producer, sound engineer, composer, songwriter, actor.</p><p> David Bowie was born on January 8, 1947 in London.</p><p> He is often called the &quot;chamelon of rock music&quot; because of the frequent change of image, both in appearance and in creativity.</p> – Давид Бовие
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Please trip them gently,
They don't like to fall,
Oh by jingo!
There's no room for anger, we're all very small,
Oh by jingo!
We're painting our faces and dressing
In thoughts from the skies from paradise.
But they think that we're holding a secretive ball,
Won't someone invite them
They're just taller children,
That's all, after all.

Man is an obstacle, sad as the clown,
Oh by jingo
So hold on to nothing, and he won't let you down,
Oh by jingo
Some people are marching together and some on their own
Quite alone.
Others are running, the smaller ones crawl
But some sit in silence,
They're just older children
That's all, after all.

I sing with impertinence, shading impermanent chords,
With my words I've borrowed your time
And I'm sorry I called
But the thought just occurred
that we're nobody's children at all, after all.

Live till your rebirth
And do what you will,
Oh by jingo
Forget all I've said,
Please bear me no ill,
Oh by jingo
After all, after all


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