David Bowie — The Width Of A Circle Live 1973

[Intro] Uh! Uh! [Verse 1] In the corner of the morning in the past I would sit and blame the master first and last All the roads were straight and narrow And the prayers were small and yellow And the rumour spread that I was aging fast Then I ran across a monster who was sleeping by a tree Well I looked and frowned and the monster was me [Verse 2] Well I said hello and I said hello And I asked "Why not?" and I replied "I don't know" So we asked a simple black bird who was happy as can be Well he laughed insane and quipped Khalil Gibran And I cried for all the others 'till the day was nearly through For I realized that God's a young man too Ah just like you, just like you Ah just like you [Instrumental] [Verse 3] So I said "So long" and I waved bye-bye And I smashed my soul and traded my mind Got laid by a young bordello Who was vaguely half asleep For which my reputation swept back home in drag And the moral of this magic spell Negotiates my hide When God did take my logic for a ride Riding along Ch'mon [Instrumental] [Verse 4] He swallowed his pride and puckered his lips And showed me the leather belt round his hips No, my knees were shaking my cheeks aflame He said, you'll never go down to the Gods again (Turn around, go back!) He struck the ground, a cavern appeared And I smelt the burning pit of fear Oh we crashed a thousand yards below I said, do it again, do it again (Turn around, go back!) His nebulous body swayed above His tongue swollen with devil's love The snake and I, a venom high I said, do it again, do it again (Turn around, go back!) Breathe, breathe, breathe deeply I was seething, breathing deeply Just a spitting sentry, horned and tailed Waiting for you Aha, yeah [Instrumental Outro] [Audience Applause] [Spoken Word: David Bowie] Good evening London I'd like to introduce you to the Spiders from Mars On bass guitar, we've got Trevor Bolder And on percussive instruments and drums, Woody Woodmansey No it's not Suzi Cuatro on lead guitar, we've got Mick Ronson! This is for Mick...