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Bowie at the Beeb: The Best of the BBC Radio Sessions 68–72
Disc 1
01. In the Heat of the Morning
02. London Bye Ta Ta
03. Karma Man
04. Silly Boy Blue
05. Let Me Sleep Beside You
06. Janine
07. Amsterdam
08. God Knows I’m Good
09. The Width of a Circle
10. Unwashed and Somewhat Slightly Dazed
11. Cygnet Committee
12. Memory of a Free Festival
13. Wild Eyed Boy From Freecloud
14. Bombers
15. Looking for a Friend
16. Almost Grown
17. Kooks
18. It Ain’t Easy
Disc 2
01. The Supermen
02. Eight Line Poem
03. Hang On to Yourself
04. Ziggy Stardust
05. Queen Bitch
06. I’m Waiting for the Man
07. Five Years
08. White Light/White Heat
09. Moonage Daydream
10. Hang On to Yourself
11. Suffragette City
12. Ziggy Stardust
13. Starman
14. Space Oddity
15. Changes
16. Oh! You Pretty Things
17. Andy Warhol
18. Lady Stardust
19. Rock ’n’ Roll Suicide
In the corner of the morning in the past
I would sit and blame the master first and last
All the roads were straight and narrow
And the prayers were small and yellow
And the rumour spread that I was aging fast
Then I ran across a monster who was sleeping by a tree
And I looked and frowned and the monster was me

Well, I said hello and I said hello
And I asked "Why not?" and I replied "I don't know."
So we asked a simple black bird, who was happy as can be
And he laughed insane and quipped "KAHLIL GIBRAN"
So I cried for all the others till the day was nearly through
For I realized that God's a young man too

So I said "So long" and I waved "Bye-bye"
And I smashed my soul and traded my mind
Got laid by a young bordello
Who was vaguely half asleep
For which my reputation swept back home in drag
And the moral of this magic spell
Negotiates my hide
When God did take my logic for a ride
(Riding along)

He swallowed his pride and puckered his lips
And showed me the leather belt round his hips
My knees were shaking my cheeks aflame
He said "You'll never go down to the Gods again"
(Turn around, go back!)

He struck the ground a cavern appeared
And I smelt the burning pit of fear
We crashed a thousand yards below
I said "Do it again, do it again"
(Turn around, go back!)

His nebulous body swayed above
His tongue swollen with devil's love
The snake and I, a venom high
I said "Do it again, do it again"
(Turn around, go back!)

Breathe, breathe, breathe deeply
And I was seething, breathing deeply
Spitting sentry, horned and tailed
Waiting for you

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh