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david bowie - my death (live 1972) كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
my death waits like an old roué
so confident i’ll go his way
whistle to him and the p-ssing time
my death waits like a bible truth
at the funeral of my youth
we drank for that and the p-ssing time
my death waits like a witch at night
as surely as our love is bright
let’s not think of that or the p-ssing time

[chorus]
but whatever lies behind the door
there is nothing much to do
angel or devil, i don’t care
for, in front of that door
there is you

[verse 2]
my death waits like a beggar blind
who sees the world through an unlit mind
throw him a dime for the p-ssing time
my death waits to allow my friends
a few good times before it ends
ah let’s not think about the p-ssing time
my death waits there between your thighs
your cool fingers will close my eyes
let’s not think about the p-ssing time

[chorus]
but what ever lies behind the door
there is nothing much to do
angel or devil, i don’t care
for in front of that door
there is you

[verse 3]
my death waits there, among the leaves
in magician’s mysterious sleeves
rabbits and dogs and the p-ssing time
my death waits there among the flowers
where the blackest shadow cowers
so let’s pick lilacs for the p-ssing time
my death waits there, in a double bed
sails of oblivion at my head
let’s not think about the p-ssing time

[chorus]
but whatever lies behind the door
there is nothing much to do
angel or devil, i don’t care
for, in front of that door
there is you

[audience applause]

- david bowie

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