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David Bowie Is Dead And Everything's Gone To Shit Blues

by Crayon Jones

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I woke up on Monday, and what the fuck?
I didn't think it was true and drank downmy cup
I sat frozen for a while. I was lost and I was dazed
Then I got up and shuffled out the door and slipped away
Well I went to work and tried to pass the time
I read every word every heart breaking line
Didn't say anything didn't have nothing to say
And the rain kept on falling it was a fucked up day
I went to buy some groceries, I barely made a meal
I remembered when he was here that kind of thing reminded him hes real
Helped him clean up and get out of his head
I want to get out of mine, because Savid Bowie's dead.
Down at number 17 I sat in my room
Picked up my guitar and recorded some sad tune
It wasnt much of nothing, and my throat was clogged with tears
I watched it all unfold and I hissed and disappeared
On Friday I went down and stood in that same room
Where he sang those great songs on some long lost afternoon
It was kinda tacky now listening to the cello rendition
And the paparrazzi shutters clicking trying to make the next edition
There were are lot of older people there, they knew their time was thin
Signing their names with hands shaking shaking shaking
I looked out the same window, a new wall was on the other side
I had to walk away because David Bowie died
On the wedding day I crept out and tried to get some sleep
Surrounded by policemen and man that made me weep
They were laughing around, only thinking about themselves
When there's paperwork a piling why not change it, what the hell?
Oh it won't matter how much can one change hurt
They're a bunch of braindead leavers and they ripped off my friends shirt
I told the father of the groom, hey tomorrow why not stay at home?
Don't try and fuck me other just because your wife left you alone
I can't stay away and I have to come back to people like you
You got nothing to gain, and I got everything to lose
I got the David Bowie is dead and everything's going to shit blues
Every single time the people went to vote
We got a worst result than any dystopian author wrote
Small fingers on the button and a polished boot standing on your neck
Every day its something new and we havent heard the last of it yet
Did the world go wrong? because it seems it might have
Can you hear the lies parroted by the sucking wrong so called right
Another year goes by and the light becomes a sliver
I got no plan, no wherefore or whither
It's a lot of wishful thinking, but at least I still got thought
I added up the numbers and I ended up at naught
And then the drummer disappears but I still can hear him pounding pounding pounding pounding
Pounding in my ears
Oh it's everywhere
The world has gone to shit cos David Bowie isnt here
Oh Monday morning
What the fuck
I read the fucking news
Monday morning
I got the David Bowie is dead and everything's going to shit blues

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released November 17, 2017
Written and produced by Crayon Jones

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