作曲 : David Bowie
Photograph king, watches you go
Fashions may change, heaven knows
But you still leave a stain on me
Supplement queen, your colours may fade
Seasons may change, weather blows
But you still leave a mark on me
Wrong-negative fades-never the twain, reckless and tame
I like the beat of your drum
I like to look in your eyes
I like to look through your things
I'd like to beat on your drum
I like the smell of your flesh
I like the dirt that you dish
I like the clothes that you wear
I'd like to beat on your drum
I beat it, I beat it, I beat it, I beat it
Disco brat-follow the pack
Watching you peel, heaven knows
Prison can't hold all this greedy intention
Vanity's child-picture you now
Music may change-hi-di-ho keen to follow your nose
Wrong-love out of tune
Sweet is the night, bright light destroys me
I like the beat of your drum
I like to look in your eyes
I like to look through your things
I'd like to beat on your drum
I like the smell of your flesh
I like the dirt that you dish
I like the clothes that you wear
I'd like to beat on your drum
I beat it, I beat it, I beat it, I beat it
I'd like to beat on your drum, I beat it
I'd like to beat on your drum
I like your face in the crowd
I'd like to beat on your drum
I beat it, I beat it, I beat it, I beat it
I beat it
I beat it
I beat it
I'd like to beat on your drum
I'd like to beat on your drum
I'd like to blow on your horn
I'd like to beat on your drum
I beat it, I beat it, I beat it, I beat it
I beat it
I beat it
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I beat it, I beat it, I beat it, I beat it