David Bowie Five Years (live, 1972)

Pushing thru the market square 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 boys, toys electric irons and 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 fatskinny people, and all the tallshort people And all the nobody