Texty

I'm just a rock star stabbing away I take the - I take the leave for another day I'm on the skyline Just let me know if I sing too much When you're head over heals and the magic is there Impossible Possible Impossible And when the police take me away Possible Impossible It wasn't you it was mothers' day Lets get this show on the road Lets get Atomica Lets rock till we explode Lets get Atomica They protect you from the voices Protect from the visions Protect you from the silence for another day These rotten people They sure know how to live When you're head over heels and the magic is gone it's impossible Impossible Impossible Impossible Then we shall swim in the cover up pool Impossible Impossible By the white trees dressed in purple too Lets get this show on the road Lets get Atomica Lets rock till we explode Lets get Atomica I hold myself like a god Like a god I hold myself like a god Like a god I hold myself like a god Like a god Like I'm just a pop star chomping away I take the - I leave the sins for another day And little purly even just let me know if I talk to much When you're head of heels and the magic is there but impossible I wish you swim in a cover up pool Impossible Possible While the white trees dressed in purple too Lets get this show on the road Lets get Atomica Lets rock till we explode Lets get Atomica Lets get this show on the road Lets get Atomica Lets rock till we explode Lets get Atomica
Writer(s): David Bowie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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