Sweet Thing/Candidate/Sweet Thing (Live|2005 Mix|2016 Remaster) - David Bowie

Written by：David Bowie

It's safe in the city to love in a doorway

To strangle some screams from the dawn

And isn't it me putting pain in a stranger

Like a portrait in flesh who trails on a leash

Will you see that I'm scared and I'm lonely

So I'll break up my room yawn and I

Run to the centre of things

Where the knowing one says

Boys boys it's a sweet thing

Boys boys it's a sweet thing sweet thing

If you want it boys get it here then

For hope boys is a cheap thing cheap thing

I'm glad that you're older than me

Makes me feel important and free

Does that make you smile isn't that me

I'm in your way and I'll steal every moment

If this trade is a curse bless you

And turn to the crossroads of hamburgers and

Boys boys it's a sweet thing

Boys boys it's a sweet thing sweet thing

If you want it boys get it here then

For hope boys is a cheap thing cheap thing

I'll make you a deal like any other candidate

We'll pretend we're walking home for your future's at stake

My set is amazing it even smells like a street

There's a bar at the end where I can meet you and your friend

Someone scrawled on the walls I smell the blood of les tricoteuses

Wrote up scandals in other bars

I'm having so much fun with the poisonous people

Spreading rumors and lies and stories they made up

Some make you sing and some make you scream

One makes you wish that you'd never been seen

There's a shop on the corner that's selling papier mache

Making bullet proof faces charlie manson cassius clay

If you want it boys get it here then

When you scream out of line

He stay here

I want try anyone out there any time

Tres butch little number whines hey

When it's good it's really good and when it's bad I go to pieces

If you want it boys get it here then

On the street where you live I could not hold up my head

For I gave all I have in another bed

On another floor in the back of a car

In the cellar of a church with the door ajar

Well I guess we must be looking for a different kind

We can't stop trying till we break up our minds

Till the sun drips blood on the seedy young knights

Press you on the ground while shaking in fright

I guess we could cruise down one more time

With you by my side it should be fine

We'll buy some *** and watch a band

Then jump in the river holding hands

If you want it boys get it here then

Cause hope boys is a cheap thing cheap thing

Is it nice in your snow storm freezing your brain

Do you think that your face looks the same

Then let it be it's all I ever wanted

It's a street with a deal it's got taste

It's got claws it's got me it's got

It's got

It's got

It's got you