CD: Iggy Pop - The Idiot All songs produced by David Bowie 01. Sister Midnight [0:04:19.50] (Alomar/Bowie/Pop) Calling Sister Midnight You've got me reaching for the moon Calling Sister Midnight You've got me playing the fool Calling Sister Midnight Calling Sister Midnight Can you hear me call Can you hear me well Can you hear me at all Calling Sister Midnight I'm an Idiot for you Calling Sister Midnight I'm a breakage inside Calling Sister Midnight Calling Sister Midnight You know I had a dream last night Mother was in my bed And I made love to her Father he gunned for me Hunted me with his six gun Calling Sister Midnight What can I do about my dreams Listen to me Sister Midnight You put a beggar in my heart Calling Sister Midnight You've got me walking in rags Hey where are you Sister Midnight Can you hear me call Can you hear me well 02. Nightclubbing [0:04:15.00] (Bowie/Pop) Nightclubbing we're nightclubbing We're whats happening Nightclubbing we're nightclubbing We're an ice machine We see people brand new people They're someting to see When we're nightclubbing Bright-white clubbing Oh isn't it wild? Nightclubbing we're nightclubbing We're walking through town Nightclubbing we're nightclubbing We walk like a ghost We learn dances brand new dances Like the nuclear bomb When we're nightclubbing Bright-white clubbing 03. Funtime [0:02:54.60] (Bowie/Pop) Fun hey baby we like your lips Fun hey baby we like your pants all aboard for funtime Fun Hey, I feel lucky tonight Fun I'm gonna get stoned and run around All aboard for funtime Fun Last night I was down in the lab Fun Talkin' to Dracula and his crew All aboard for funtime Fun I don't need no heavy trips Fun I just do what I want to do All aboard for funtime Fun Baby baby we like your lips Fun Baby baby we like your pants All aboard for funtime Fun Everybody we want in Fun We want some we want some All aboard for funtime Fun Baby baby we like your lips Fun Baby baby we like your pants 04. Baby [0:03:24.67] (Bowie/Pop) Baby Don't you cry Baby, I'll sing you a lullaby We're walkingdown the Street of chance Where the chance is always Slim or none And the intentions unjust Baby there's nothing to see I've already been Down the street of chance Baby you're so clean Babyplease stay clean Baby you're so young Baby please stay young Baby, don't you cry 05. China Girl [0:05:08.00] (Bowie/Pop) I could escape this feeling, with my China Girl I feel a wreck without my, little China Girl I hear her heart beating, loud as thunder Saw they stars crashing I'm a mess without my, little China Girl Wake up mornings where's my, little China Girl I hear her heart's beating, loud as thunder Saw they stars crashing down I feel a-tragic like I'm Marlon Brando When I look at my China Girl I could pretend that nothing really meant too much When I look at my China Girl I stumble into town just like a sacred cow Visions of swastikas in my head Plans for everyone It's in the whites of my eyes My little China Girl You shouldn't mess with me I'll ruin everything you are I'll give you television I'll give you eyes of blue I'll give you a man who wants to rule the world And when I get excited My little China Girl says Oh baby just you shut your mouth 06. Dum Dum Boys [0:07:12.40] (Bowie/Pop) [Spoken] What happened to Zeke? He's dead out of ?? How about Dave? OD'd on alcohol What's Rock doing? Oh he's living with his mother What about James? He's going straight Things have been tough Without the dum dum boys I can't seem to speak The language I remember how they Used to stare at the ground They looked as if they Put the whole world Looked as if they put the whole world down The first time I saw the dum dum boys I was fascinated They just stood in front Of the old drug store I was most impressed No one else was impressed Not at all And we'd sing da-da-da-da-da-da dum dum day Where are you now my dum dum boys are you Alive or dead Have you left me the last Of the dum dum daze Then the sun goes down And the boys broke down People said we were negative They said we'd take but we would never give But we'd sing da-da-da Da-da-da dum dum day Da-da-da-da-da dum And hope it would pay Da-da-da-da it's been A dumdumdum day A dum dum day Now I'm looking for The dum dum boys Where are you now When I need your noise Now I'm looking for The dum dum boys The walls close in and 07. Tiny Girls [0:02:59.53] (Bowie/Pop) Well the day begins You don't want to live 'Cause you can't believe In the one you're with 'Cause you know her tricks And you know her past When she makes a face You just have to laugh And you feel like such a know-it-all When you only want just a tiny girl And you hope she'll sing So you turn around Toward the tiny girls Who have got no tricks Who have got no past Yea that's what you think And you hope she'll sing But she sings of greed Like a young banshee And she wants for this And she wants for that 08. Mass Production [0:08:25.42] (Bowie/Pop) Before you go Do me a favour Give me a number Of a girl almost like you With legs almost like you I'm buried deep in mass production You're not nothing new I like to drive along the freeways See the smokestacks belching Breasts turn brown So warm and so brown Though I try to die You put me back on the line Oh damn it to hell Back on the line - hell Back on the line Again and again I'm back on the line Again and again And I see my face here And it's there in the mirror And it's up in the air And I'm down on the ground By the way I'm going for cigarettes And since you've gotta go Won't you do me that favour Won't you give me that number Won't you get me that girl Yeah, she's almost like you Yes, she's almost like you And I'm almost like him Yes, I'm almost like him Yes, I'm almost like him