Karaoké Oh! You Pretty Things David Bowie

Wake up you sleepy head

Put on some clothes

Shake up your bed

Put another log on the fire for me

I've made some breakfast and coffee

I look out my window

What do I see

A crack in the sky and a hand reaching down to me

All the nightmares came today and it looks as though they're here to stay

What are we coming to

No room for me

No fun for you

I think about a world to come where the books were found by the Golden ones

Written in pain

Written in awe

By a puzzled man who questioned what we work here for

All the strangers came today and it looks as though they're here to stay

Oh you pretty things

Don't you know you're driving your mamas and papas insane

Oh you pretty things

Don't you know you're driving your mamas and papas insane

Let me make it plain

Gotta make way for the Homo Superior

Look out at your children

See their faces in golden rays

Don't kid yourself

They belong to you

They're the start of the coming race

The earth is a bitch

We've finished our news

Homo Sapiens have outgrown their use

All the strangers came today and it looks as though they're here to stay

Oh you pretty things

Don't you know you're driving your mamas and papas insane

Oh you pretty things

Don't you know you're driving your mamas and papas insane

Let me make it plain

Gotta make way for the Homo Superior