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Black Tie White Noise (Here Come Da Jazz) - David Bowie Getting my facts from a Benetton ad
I'm looking thru African eyes
Lit by the glare of an L.A. fire
Black tie, white noise
I've got a face, not just my race, Bang bang I've got you babe
Sun comes up and the man goes down
And the woman comes again
Just an hour or so to be safe from fear Black tie, white noise Then we jump thru hoops, We're Divisible now, just disappear
We reach out over race and hold each other's hands Then die in the flames singing we Shall overcome
Whoa What's going on
There'll be some blood no doubt about it But we'll come thru don't doubt it I look into your eyes and I know won't kill you
I look into your eyes and I know You won't kill me
You won't kill me
You won't kill me
But I look into your eyes
And I wonder sometimes
Oh Lord, just let him see me
Lord, Lord just let him hear me Let him call me brother
Let him put his arms around me
Let him put his hands together.
Reach over race and hold each Other's hands Walk thru the nite thinking we are the world
Woa What's going on
There'll be some blood no doubt about it But we'll come thru don't doubt it
I look into your eyes and I know you won't kill me
You won't kill me
You won't kill me
But I wonder why Yes, and I wonder why sometimes
They'll show us how to break the rules But never how to make the rules
Reduce us down to witless punks
Black tie, white noise
Facist cries both black and White, who's got the blood,
Who's got the gun.
Putting on the black tie Cranking out the white noise
Cranking out the white noise Cranking out the white noise Cranking out the white noise Black tie,
Cranking out the white noise
Cranking out the white noise Cranking out the white noise
Cranking out
Cranking out the white noise Cranking out the white
Black tie, white noise
Cranking out Cranking out the white
Cranking out the white noise
Cranking out the white noise
Cranking out Black tie, white noise Cranking out the white noise