My Death

Ok. Am I crazy or what. There is this song on David Bowie's

Ziggy Stardust : The Movie (live) called My Death, it is a cover

of a Jacques Brel song apparently. It is the coolest acoustic song,

yet I can find it nowhere in netland. I have tried to tab it myself,

but I am just a beginner and I fear that it is being played in

some wierd tuning (very minor-gothic sound).

If you haven't heard this song, check it out, its worth the

price of the cassette itself. I will include here the lyrics so that

someone may be inspired to help me out.

MY DEATH -- David Bowie

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My Death waits like

and older wine

So confident

I'll go his way

Whistles ahead

and the passing time

My Death waits like

a beggar blind

Who sees the world

through an unlit mind

Throw him a dime

for the passing time

My Death waits there

between your thighs

Your cool fingers

will close my eyes

Let's pick lilacs for

the passing time....

But whatever lies

behind the door

There is nothing much to do

Angel or Devil

I don't care

For in front of that door

there is you

My Death waits there

among the flowers

Where the blackest shadow

blackest shadow cowers

Let's not think about

the passing time

My Death waits there

in a double bed

Sailors of oblivion

at my head

So pull up the sheets against

the passing time....

From: d_sears@pavo.concordia.ca (SEARS, DAVID)

Someone requested My Death a while ago. Here it is with a few mistakes

(98% accurate)

My Death by Jacques Brel, Performed by David Bowie from

Ziggy Stardust the Motion Picture

My Death

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My death waits like

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an old drouin (?)

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So confident

I'll go his way

Whistle to him

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and the passing time

My death waits like

a Bible truth

F Am Am\G

at the funeral of my youth

oh we drank for that

and the passing time

My death waits like

a witched night

as surely as our love is bright

let's not think about the passing time

But whatever lies behind the door

there is nothing much to do

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Angel or Devil I don't care

Am Am\G B

For in front of that door there is you

 

My death waits like

a beggar blind

who sees the world through a ? mind

throw him a dime for the passing time

My death waits there between your thighs

Your cold fingers will close my eyes

Let's think of that

Bb 0

And the passing time

My death waits

to allow my friend

a few good times

before it ends

so let's drink to that

and the passing time

but whatever lies behind the door

there is nothing much to do

Angel or Devil I don't care

for in front of that door

there is you

My death waits there

among the leaves

in magicians mysterious sleeves

rabbits and dogs

and the passing time

My death waits there

among the flowers

where the blackest shadow cowers(?)

Let's pick lilacs for the passing time

My death waits there

in a double bed

sails of oblivion

at my head

so pull up your seats against

the passing time

But whatever lies behind the door

there is nothing much to do

Angel or Devil

I don't care

for in front of that door.......

there is