A Foggy Day In London Town David Bowie

I was a stranger in the city Out of town were the people I knew I had that feeling of self-pity What to do? What to do? What to do?

London Bye, Ta-Ta (John Peel - Top Gear) [Recorded 13.5.68] David Bowie

London bye, ta ta, strange, young town London bye, ta ta, brought me down Don't like your new face, that's not nice Got to go far, far, London bye, ta ta Gigi, Gigi take me away Gigi, Gigi take me today

London Bye Ta Ta David Bowie

London bye ta-ta Strange young town London bye ta-ta brought me down Don't like your new face that's not nice Got to go far, far London bye ta-ta Gigi, Gigi, Gigi, Gigi take me away Gigi, Gigi

Foggy Day Mattias Hellberg, The White Moose

"I was a stranger in the city Out of town were the people I knew I had that feeling of self-pity What to do, what to do, what to do The outlook was decidedly blue But as I walked through the foggy streets

Foggy Day Charles Mingus

I was a stranger in the city Out of town were the people I knew I had that feeling of self pity What to do what to do what to do The outlook was decidedly blue But as I walked through the foggy streets

A Foggy Day Mel Torme

A foggy day In London town Had me low And had me down I viewed the morning With much alarm The British museum Had lost it's charm How long I wondered Could this thing last But the age of miracles

London Bye Ta-Ta David Bowie

{Chorus} London bye ta-ta Strange young town London bye ta-ta brought me down Don't like your new face that's not nice Got to go far, far London bye ta-ta Gigi, Gigi take me away Gigi, Gigi

A Foggy Day George Benson

A foggy day, in london town. Had me low, had me down. I viewed the morning, with much alarm. The british museum, had lost it's charm. How long I wondered, would this dream last.

London Boys David Bowie

Bow Bells strike another night Your eyes are heavy and your limbs all ache You've bought some coffee, butter and bread You can't make a thing cause the meter's dead You moved away Told your folks you're

A FOGGY DAY ELLA FITZGERALD/ ANDRE PREVIN

I was a stranger in the city Out of town were the people I knew I had that feeling of self pity What to do what to do what to do The outlook was decidedly blue But as I walked through the foggy

A Foggy Day Ella Fitzgerald, Louis Armstrong

I was a stranger in the city Out of town were the people I knew I had that feeling of self pity What to do what to do what to do The outlook was decidedly blue But as I walked through the foggy streets

A Foggy Day Ella Fitzgerald

I was a stranger in the city Out of town were the people I knew I had that feeling of self-pity What to do, what to do, what to do The outlook was decidedly blueBut as I walked through the foggy streets

A Foggy Day Louis Armstrong

I was a stranger in the city Out of town were the people I knew I had that feeling of self-pity What to do, what to do, what to do The outlook was decidedly blue But as I walked through the

A Foggy Day Art Tatum, Buddy De Franco

I was a stranger in the city Out of town were the people I knew I had that feeling of self pity What to do, what to do, what to do The outlook was decidedly blue But as I walked through the foggy streets

A Foggy Day Charles Mingus

I was a stranger in the city Out of town were the people I knew I had that feeling of self pity What to do what to do what to do The outlook was decidedly blue But as I walked through the foggy streets

A Foggy Day Ella

A foggy day, in London town It had me low, and it had me down I viewed the morning, with much alarm The British Museum, had lost its charm How long I wondered, could this thing last But the age

A Foggy Day Frank Sinatra

A foggy day, in London town, it had me low, and it had me down I viewed the morning, with much alarm, the British Museum, had lost its charm How long I wondered, could this thing last, but the

Buddha of Suburbia David Bowie

Living in lies by the railway line Pushing the hair from my eyes Elvis is English and climbs the hills Can't tell the bullshit from the lies Screaming along in South London Vicious but ready to

The London Boys David Bowie

Cow bell strikes another night Your eyes are heavy and your limbs all ache You've bought some coffee, butter and bread You can't make a thing cause the meter's dead You moved away Hold your folks you're

A Foggy Day Fred Astaire

"I was a stranger in the city Out of town were the people I knew I had that feeling of self-pity What to do? What to do? What to do?

A Foggy Day Judy Garland

I was a stranger in the city Out of town were the people I knew I had that feeling of self-pity What to do? What to do? What to do?

A Foggy Day In London Town Louis Armstrong, Ella Fitzgerald

I was a stranger in the city Out of town were the people I knew I had that feeling of self-pity What to do, what to do, what to do The outlook was decidedly blue But as I walked through the foggy streets

Day In Day Out David Bowie

Day-In Day-Out Stay-In Fade-Out Day-In Oo Oo Day-Out Oo Oo Oo She was born in a handbag love left on a doorstep What she lacks is a backup nothing seems to make a dent Gonna find her some

A Froggy Day Mel Tormé

A foggy day, In London town, It had me low, And it had me down I viewed the morning, With much alarm, The British museum, Had lost it's charm How long I wondered, Could this thing last, But the age of

Day-In Day-Out David Bowie

Day-In Day-Out Stay-In Fade-Out Day-In Oo Oo Day-Out Oo Oo Oo She was born in a handbag love left on a doorstep What she lacks is a backup nothing seems to make a dent Gonna find her some money

A Foggy Day (Remastered) Shirley Bassey

I was a stranger in the city Out of town were the people I knew I had that feeling of self-pity What to do, what to do, what to do The outlook was decidedly blue But as I walked through the foggy

Day In Day Out (Single Version) David Bowie

Day in, day out Stay in, fade out Day in Day out She was born in a handbag Love left on a doorstep What she lacks is a backup Nothing seems to make a dent Gonna find her some money honey Try to pay her

All The Madmen David Bowie

Day after day. They send my friends away To mansions cold and grey To the far side of town Where the thin men stalk the streets While the sane stay underground. Day after day.

Chelsea Bridge (셀시아 브릿지) Duke Ellington

I was a stranger in the city Out of town were the people I knew I had that feeling of self-pity What to do, what to do, what to do?

Chelsea Bridge Ella Fitzgerald, Duke Ellington & His Orchestra

I was a stranger in the city Out of town were the people I knew I had that feeling of self pity What to do what to do what to do The outlook was decidedly blue But as I walked through the foggy streets

She's Got Medals David Bowie

She'd walk through the door and she'd set up the drinks on the house She played a good game of darts, and the men slapped her back And never took her out She wore a trenchcoat khaki Her hobnail boots were

A Foggy Day (Remastered 1998) Frank Sinatra

A foggy day, in London town it had me low, and it had me down I viewed the morning, with much alarm the British Museum, had lost its charm How long I wondered, could this thing last but the age of miracles

A Foggy Day-Original Mix Frank Sinatra

"A foggy day In London town It had me low And it had me down I viewed the morning With much alarm The British Museum Had lost its charm How long I wondered Could this thing last But the age of miracles

All The Madmen (2015 Remastered Ver.) David Bowie

"Day after day They send my friends away To mansions cold and grey To the far side of town Where the thin men stalk the streets While the sane stay underground Day after day They tell me I can go They

A Foggy Day (In London Town) Michael Buble

a foggy day in London town It had me low It had me down I viewed the morning with such alarm The British Museum had lost its charm How long, I wondered, could this thing last?

Memory Of A Free Festival David Bowie

The Children of the summer's end Gathered in the dampened grass, We played Our songs and felt the London sky Resting on our Hands. It was God's land. It was rugged and naive.

Memory of a Free Festival (The Sunday Show - Recorded 5.2.70) [2000 Remaster] David Bowie

The Children of the summer's end Gathered in the dampened grass, We played Our songs and felt the London sky Resting on our Hands. It was God's land. It was rugged and naive. It was Heaven.

A Foggy Day (In London Town) Judy Garland

> I was a stranger in the city Out of town were the people I knew I had that feeling of self-pity What to do? What to do? What to do?

Little Bombardier David Bowie

War made him a soldier Little Frankie Mear Peace left him a loser The little bombardier Lines of worry appeared with age Unskilled hands that knew no trade Spent his time in the picture house

The Laughing Gnome David Bowie

I was walking down the High Street When I heard footsteps behind me And there was a little old man (Hello) In scarlet and grey, shuffling away (laughter) Well he trotted back to my house And he

Boss Of Me David Bowie

Tell me when you're sad I'm gonna make it cool again I know you're feeling bad Tell me when you're cool again Who'd have ever thought of it Who'd have ever dreamed That a small town girl like you Would

Don't Bring Me Down (2015 Remaster) David Bowie

I'm on my own, nowhere to roam I tell you baby, don't want no home I wander round, feet off the ground I even go from town to town I said I think this rock is grand Say I'll be your man Don't bring me

Gunman David Bowie

Gunman My sort of star They put you there You're all of us now You're all over town On wrappers and cans You're bigger than life You're braver than dad You're a gunman Holding your own You're

Bars of The County Jail David Bowie

La la la la la la la la Gather you all and listen here I'll tell you a tale if you lend me an ear I rode a horse through many a town But the devil rode me down to the ground I was to marry a very

It's Hard To Be A Saint In The City David Bowie

my black-jack and jacket and my hair slicked sweet Silver studs on my duds just like a Harley in heat When I strut down the street I can hear its' heartbeat The sisters fell back and said "Don't that

Almost Grown (In Concert - John Peel) [Recorded 3.6.71] [2000 Remaster] David Bowie

Yeah 'n' I'm doin' all right in school They ain't said I broke no rule I ain't never been in Dutch I don't browse around too much Don't bother me, leave me alone Anyway I'm almost grown I don't run around

The Next Day David Bowie

the cart Their soggy paper bodies wash ashore in the dark And the priest stiff in hate now demanding fun begin Of his women dressed as men for the pleasure of that priest Here I am not quite

Born In A UFO David Bowie

Born in a UFO She was born in a UFO I come to the glade and watch the saucer land She glided through the mist in a daylight skirt Booted her shoes like hooves in the dirt Her clutch bag reflected the sun

★ David Bowie

In the villa of Ormen, in the villa of Ormen Stands a solitary candle, ah-ah, ah-ah In the centre of it all, in the centre of it all Your eyes On the day of execution, on the day of execution Only women

Slow Burn (Radio Edit) David Bowie

Here shall we live in this terrible town Where the price for our eyes shall squeeze them tight like a fist And the walls shall have eyes And the doors shall have ears But we'll dance in the dark And