‘Cause everybody knows she’s a femme fatale.
‘Cause everybody knows she’s a femme fatale.
Well, I’m beginning to see the light.
We’re through being cool.
She started shakin’ to that fine fine music, you know her life was saved by rock ‘n roll.
Linger on your pale blue eyes.
There’s a starman waiting in the sky. He’d like to come and meet us, but he thinks he’d blow our minds.
Freedom of choice is what you got. Freedom from choice is what you want.
Breathe, breathe in the air, don’t be afraid to care.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Crazy, toys in the attic, truly gone fishing. They must have taken my marbles away!
I’ve come on a few years from my Hollywood highs, the best of the last, the cleanest star they ever had.
Peek-a-boo! I can see you.
I’m in love with rock and roll and I’ll be out all night.
Without pretension, this album deserves best 1,000 albums ever project retention.
An album to dig one last time under the Tahitian moon.
Shmaltzy, glammy, proto-punk? Yeah, this is one unique album.