Bowie a 60 ans, incroyable !!!

Et oui, aujourd'hui, le Dieu Bowie a 60 ans. Je ne pouvais donc pas passer à côté de ça. Pour vos oreilles, voici, à mon avis, deux de ses plus belles chansons tirées de l'album "Hunky Dory" (le meilleur, selon moi toujours, d'autant plus qu'il est sorti en 1971, mon année de naissance, et que j'ai du être bercée avec).

Eight Line Poem

 The tactful cactus by your window
 Surveys the prairie of your room
 The mobile spins to its collision
 Clara puts her head between her paws
 They've opened shops down West side
 Will all the cacti find a home
 But the key to the city
 Is in the sun that pins
 the branches to the sky
 
 
 

Andy Warhol

 Like to take a cement fix
 Be a standing cinema
 Dress my friends up 
 just for show
 See them as they really are
 
 Put a peephole in my brain
 Two New Pence to have a go
 I'd like to be a gallery
 Put you all inside my show
 
 [CHORUS]
 Andy Warhol looks a scream
 Hang him on my wall
 Andy Warhol, Silver Screen
 Can't tell them apart at all
 
 Andy walking, Andy tired
 Andy take a little snooze
 Tie him up when he's fast asleep
 Send him on a pleasant cruise
 
 When he wakes up on the sea
  Be sure to think of me and you
  He'll think about paint 
  and he'll think about glue
  What a jolly boring thing to do
 
  [CHORUS]