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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lou Reed
Lou Reed
Vocals
Mick Ronson
Mick Ronson
Background Vocals
David Bowie
David Bowie
Background Vocals
Herbie Flowers
Herbie Flowers
Bass Guitar
John Halsey
John Halsey
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lou Reed
Lou Reed
Songwriter
Mick Ronson
Mick Ronson
Arranger
David Bowie
David Bowie
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lou Reed
Lou Reed
Mixing Engineer
Mick Ronson
Mick Ronson
Producer
David Bowie
David Bowie
Producer
Ken Scott
Ken Scott
Recording Engineer
Mike Stone
Mike Stone
Mixing Engineer
Arun Chakraverty
Arun Chakraverty
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
If I could be anything in the world that flew
I would be a bat and come swooping after you
And if the last time you were here, things were a bit askew
Well, you know what happens after dark
When rattlesnakes lose their skins and their hearts
And all the missionaries lose their bark
[Chorus]
Oh, all the trees are calling after you
And all the venom snipers after you
Are all the mountains boulder after you
[Verse 2]
If I could be any one of the things in this world that bite
Instead of a indentured ocelot on a leash, I'd rather be a kite
And be tied to the end of your string
And flying in the air, baby, at night
[Refrain]
'Cause you know what they say about honey bears
When you shave off all their baby hair
You have a hairy-minded pink bare bear
[Chorus]
And all the bells are rolling out for you
And stones are all erupting out for you
And all the cheap bloodsuckers are flying after you
[Verse 3]
Yesterday, Daisy Mae and Biff were groovin' on the street
And just like in a movie, her hands became her feet
Her belly button was her mouth
Which meant she tasted what she'd speak, woo
[Refrain]
But the funny thing is what happened to her nose, ooh
It grew until it reached all of her toes, ooh
Now, when people say her feet smell, they mean her nose
[Chorus]
And curtains laced with diamonds, dear, for you
And all the Roman noblemen for you
And kingdom's Christian soldiers, dear for you
And melting ice cap mountain tops for you, oh-oh
And knights in flaming silver robes for you
And bats that with a kiss turn prince for you
[Outro]
Swoop swoop, oh baby, rock rock
Swoop swoop, rock rock
Swoop swoop, rock rock
Written by: Lou Reed
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