David Bowie

David Bowie

David Robert Jones (Londres, 8 de enero de 1947), conocido artísticamente como David Bowie, es un cantante y compositor británico de música pop, uno de los artistas más respetados e influyentes de la historia del rock, cuya música ha dejado una enorme huella en varias generaciones de artistas. Durante su larga trayectoria, la música de Bowie se ha vinculado con múltiples géneros, como el folk rock, el glam rock, el soul o la música electrónica, demostrando una gran facilidad para reinventarse y adaptarse a las nuevas tendencias musicales, incluso en algunas ocasiones inspirándolas o anticipándose a ellas, por lo que es popularmente conocido como el Camaleón del Rock. Además de demostrar su talento en su faceta musical, como cantante, compositor, multi-instrumentista y productor, también ha trabajado como actor, director de vídeos musicales y artista plástico.

Letra de Drive-In Saturday (1997 Digital Remaster)
(uh uh aaah) Let me put my arms around your head
(dom du aaah) Gee, it's hot, let's go to bed
Don't forget to turn on the light
Don't laugh babe, it'll be alright
(dom du aaah) Pour me out another phone
(dom du aaah) I'll ring and see if your friends are home
Perhaps the strange ones in the dome
Can lend us a book we can read up alone

And try to get it on like once before
When people stared in Jagger's eyes and scored
Like the video films we saw

His name was always Buddy (got got du aaah aah aah)
And he'd shrug and ask to stay
She'd sigh like Twig the Wonder Kid (got got du aaah)
And turn her face away

She's uncertain if she likes him (got got du aaah aah aah)
But she knows she really loves him
It's a crash course for the ravers (got got du aaah)
It's a Drive-in Saturday

Jung the foreman prayed at work (dom du aaah)
Neither hands nor limbs would burst
It's hard enough to keep formation with this fall out saturation
(bah dom bah) Cursing at the Astronette
(dom du aaah) Who stands in steel by his cabinet
He's crashing out with Sylvian
The Bureau Supply for ageing men
With snorting head he gazes to the shore
Once had raised a sea that raged no more
Like the video films we saw

His name was always Buddy (got got du aaah aah aah)
And he'd shrug and ask to stay
She'd sigh like Twig the Wonder Kid (got got du aaah)
And turn her face away

She's uncertain if she likes him (got got du aaah aah aah)
But she knows she really loves him
It's a crash course for the ravers (got got du aaah)
It's a Drive-in Saturday

His name was always Buddy (got got du aaah aah aah)
And he'd shrug and ask to stay
She'd sigh like Twig the Wonder Kid (got got du aaah)
And turn her face away

She's uncertain if she likes him (got got du aaah aah aah)
But she knows she really loves him
It's a crash course for the ravers (got got du aaah)
It's a Drive-in Saturday, yeah, yeah

(Drive-in Saturday)
(It's a Drive-in Saturday)
(It's a Drive-in Saturday)
Drive in Saturday
(It's a Drive-in Saturday)
It's a, it's a, it's a drive in Saturday
(It's a Drive-in Saturday)
It's a, it's a, it's a, yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, yes sir, yes sir
(It's a Drive-in Saturday)
Dom du du du, dom du du du
(It's a Drive-in Saturday)
Dom du du da, dom du du da
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