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 Oh! You Pretty Things (1997 Digital Remaster)
Wake up you sleepy head
Put on some clothes, shake up your bed
Put another log on the fire for me
I've made some breakfast and coffee
I look out my window what do I see
A crack in the sky and a hand reaching down to me
All the nightmares came today
And it looks as though they're here to stay

What are we coming to
No room for me, no fun for you
I think about a world to come
Where the books were found by the Golden ones
Written in pain, written in awe
By a puzzled man who questioned
What we work here for
All the strangers came today
And it looks as though they're here to stay

Oh You Pretty Things (Oh You Pretty Things)
Don't you know you're driving your
Mamas and Papas insane
Oh You Pretty Things (Oh You Pretty Things)
Don't you know you're driving your
Mamas and Papas insane
Let me make it plain
You gotta make way for the Homo Superior

Look out at your children
See their faces in golden rays
Don't kid yourself they belong to you
They're the start of a coming race
The earth is a bitch
We've finished our news
Homo Sapiens have outgrown their use
All the strangers came today
And it looks as though they're here to stay

Oh You Pretty Things (Oh You Pretty Things)
Don't you know you're driving your
Mamas and Papas insane
Oh You Pretty Things (Oh You Pretty Things)
Don't you know you're driving your
Mamas and Papas insane
Let me make it plain
You gotta make way for the Homo Superior

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