Topic: Five years

[Jahn]

Five Years - Live

Pushing thru the marketsquare
so many mothers sighing
News had just come over,
we had five years left to cry in

News guy wept and told us
earth was really dying
Cried so much his face was wet
then I knew he was not lying

I heard telephones, opera house, favourite melodies
I saw toys, boys electric irons and T.V.'s
My brain hurt like a warehouse
it had no room to spare
I had to cram so many things
to store everything in there

And all the fat-skinny people, and all the tall-short people
all the somebody people, And all the nobody people
I never thought I'd need so many people

A girl my age went off her head
hit some tiny children
If the black hadn't a-pulled her off,
Well, I think she would have killed them

A soldier with a broken arm, fixed his stare to the wheel of a Cadillac
A cop knelt and kissed the feet of a priest
and a queer threw up at the sight of that
And I think I saw you in an ice-cream parlour
drinking milk shakes cold and long
Smiling and waving and looking so fine
don't think you knew you were in this song

And it was cold and it rained so I felt like an actor
And I thought of Ma and I wanted to get back there
Your face, your race, the way that you talk
I kiss you, you're beautiful, I want you to walk

We've got five years, stuck on my eyes
five years, what a surprise
five years, my brain hurts a lot
five years, that's all we've got


Appearance from "Reality Tour" 2003/04 that included 117 concerts

Album: Ziggy Stardust
Release 1972

[Jahn]

Don’t Look Down

Don’t look down
They’re making sorta crazy sounds
Don’t look down, no
Don’t know who else came to kneel
On this empty battlefield
But when I hear that crazy sound, I don’t look down
From central park to shanty town
I always hear that crazy sound
From new york to shanty town
There’s always something else
Don’t look down, no

I went this morning to the cemetary
To see old rudy valentino buried
Lipstick traces on his name
He never looked down
’cause they were making crazy sounds
From central park to shanty town
He always heard that crazy sound
There’s always something else
Don’t look down, no

When I see you standing there
I can’t see the clothes you wear
I just hear that crazy sound
And I can’t look down
From central park to shanty town
I’ve always heard that crazy sound
From new york to shanty town
There’s always something else
Don’t look down, no
Don’t look down
Don’t look, don’t look down

No I won’t be bored I won’t be there
Look at life it’s no piece of cake
When I hear that crazy sound
I don’t look down
From central park to shanty town
I always hear that crazy sound
From new york to shanty town
There’s always something else
Don’t look down
Don’t look down, no
Well, don’t look, don’t look down


Album: Tonight
Release: 1984

[Jahn]

Panic in Detroit - soft live version

Panic in Detroit - the more rough live version


Ah oooh

He looked a lot like che guevara, drove a diesel van
Kept his gun in quiet seclusion, such a humble man
The only survivor of the national peoples gang
Panic in detroit, I asked for an autograph
He wanted to stay home, I wish someone would phone
Panic in Detroit

He laughed at accidental sirens that broke the evening gloom
The police had warned of repercussions
They followed none too soon
A trickle of strangers were all that were left alive
Panic in Detroit, I asked for an autograph
He wanted to stay home, I wish someone would phone
Panic in Detroit

Putting on some clothes I made my way to school
And I found my teacher crouching in his overalls
I screamed and ran to smash my favourite slot machine
And jumped the silent cars that slept at traffic lights

Having scored a trillion dollars, made a run back home
Found him slumped across the table. a gun and me alone
I ran to the window. looked for a plane or two
Panic in detroit. He'd left me an autograph
Let me collect dust. I wish someone would phone
Panic in Detroit
Panic in Detroit
Panic in Detroit
Aoo

Album: Aladdin Sane, 1973