Music Is Lethal
Composer(s): Lucio Battisti; David Bowie
Performer(s): Mick Ronson; Andi Sexgang



My friend myself
Boredoms hero
Prince of the alleys
Stumble falling to a winsome table in search of wine

Mulatto hookers
Cocaine bookers 
Troubled husbands
Stolen freedoms, that only evening unfolds to shine

Through the twisting inn of screaming pleasure
Two wet lips of infant leisure smiled
Could I grasp at the stars?
As they play your night blue hair

Sable eyes 
Ebony thighs
She shines forever
Dancer be, dancing free
She shines for me

So a masked man should mourn
The passing of night time
The long metal dirge
We were prisoners no more
Of the near fallen angels
She will shine on for me

Let the panting begin
Though the music is lethal
Let the night take me in
You know the daybreak shall win
She will shine on forever
He will shine on for me

While jeering waiters grope at your shoulders
I drink your kisses
Exquisite room, my charming tomb
I see the man

With marble hands
Your smooth pimp, piranha
Cradles my swimming head
Cracks his glass, into my face, I'm thrown away

And then I'm tossed a' bleeding out on the street
And ask me, John do I have to drag you away?
And I curse where I lay
Have made me bow with thanks some day

Ten thousand engines skid unwielding
Puncture my skin
Bait and taunt
For me to run, back to my rooms

Though the bad taste of sleep
Clutching my pillow
In anger I weep
She will cry on my chest
She will shine on forever
She will shine on for me

Let the tempting begin
Though the music is lethal
Let the night take me in
Though the daybreak shall win
She will shine on forever
She will shine on for me

Ahhh, yeah
Oh, ohhhhh