Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
David Bowie
David Bowie
Vocals
Stan Harrison
Stan Harrison
Tenor Saxophone
Curtis King
Curtis King
Background Vocals
George Simms
George Simms
Background Vocals
Robin Clark
Robin Clark
Background Vocals
Steve Elson
Steve Elson
Baritone Saxophone
Carmine Rojas
Carmine Rojas
Bass Guitar
Derek Bramble
Derek Bramble
Bass Guitar
Arif Mardin
Arif Mardin
Synthesizer
Lenny Pickett
Lenny Pickett
Tenor Saxophone
Omar Hakim
Omar Hakim
Drums
Mark Pender
Mark Pender
Trumpet
Carlos Alomar
Carlos Alomar
Guitar
Guy St Onge
Guy St Onge
Marimba
Sammy Figueroa
Sammy Figueroa
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Bowie
David Bowie
Songwriter
Iggy Pop
Iggy Pop
Songwriter
Ricky Gardiner
Ricky Gardiner
Songwriter
Arif Mardin
Arif Mardin
String Arranger
The Borneo Horns
The Borneo Horns
Horn Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Bowie
David Bowie
Producer
Derek Bramble
Derek Bramble
Producer
Hugh Padgham
Hugh Padgham
Producer
Ray Staff
Ray Staff
Mastering Engineer
Nigel Reeve
Nigel Reeve
Mastering Engineer
Peter Mew
Peter Mew
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Down where your paint is cracking Look down you backstair buddy Somebody's living there and He don't really feel the weather And he don't share your pleasures No he don't share your pleasures Look at his eyes Did you see his crazy eyes You're so surprised he don't run to catch your ash Everybody always wants to kiss your trash Ah you can't help him Nobody can Now that he knows There's nothing to get Will you still place your bet On the neighborhood threat Somewhere a baby's bleeding Somewhere a mother's needing Outside a boy is lying But mostly he is crying And he just shouts in anger You'll find him interesting Look at his eyes Did you see his crazy eyes You're so surprised he doesn't build for you Everybody always wants to run with you Ah you can't help him Nobody can Now that he knows There's nothing to get Will you still place your bet On the neighborhood threat You're so surprised he don't run to catch your ash Everybody always wants to kiss your trash Ah you can't help him Nobody can Now that he knows There's nothing to get Will you still place your bet On the neighborhood threat On the neighborhood threat (a night in your face) Don't place your bets (a night in your place) On the neighborhood threat (will you still place your bets) Don't place your bets (when the neighbor comes) On the neighborhood threat (neighborhood threat) Don't place yor bets On the neigborhood threat
Writer(s): David Bowie, Ricky Gardiner, James Newell Osterberg Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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