[00:00.00] 作词 : David Bowie
[00:01.00] 作曲 : David Bowie
[00:14.24]My death waits like an old roue
[00:23.64]So confident I'll go his way
[00:30.27]Whistle to him and the passing time
[00:36.54]My death waits like a bible truth
[00:45.14]At the funeral of my youth
[00:52.53]we drank for that and the passing time
[01:01.43]My death waits like a witch at night
[01:09.47]As surely as our love is bright
[01:16.30]Let's not think of that of passing time
[01:26.36]But what ever lies behind the door
[01:33.28]There is nothing much to do
[01:37.27]Angel or devil, I don't care
[01:46.42]For in front of that door, there is you
[01:55.72]My death waits like a beggar blind
[02:10.18]Who sees the world through an unlit mind
[02:16.30]Throw him a dime for the passing time
[02:22.06]My death waits to allow my friends
[02:31.12]a few good times before it ends
[02:38.56]Let's not think about the passing time
[02:47.34]My death waits there between your thighs
[02:55.74]your cool fingers will close my eyes
[03:03.48]let's not think about the passing time
[03:12.34]But what ever lies behind the door
[03:17.08]There is nothing much to do
[03:24.87]Angel or devil, I don't care
[03:32.15]For in front of that door, there is you
[03:42.78]My death waits there among the leaves
[03:50.57]In magicians' mysterious sleeves
[03:57.95]Rabbits and dogs and the passing time
[04:03.71]My death waits there among the flowers
[04:12.97]Where the blackest shadow cowers
[04:19.65]Let's pick lilacs for the passing time
[04:27.53]My death waits there in a double bed
[04:36.03]Sails of oblivion at my head
[04:43.57]let's not think about the passing time
[04:52.01]But what ever lies behind the door
[04:58.69]There is nothing much to do
[05:04.40]Angel or devil, I don't care
[05:13.95]For in front of that door, there is you

作词 : David Bowie
作曲 : David Bowie
My death waits like an old roue
So confident I'll go his way
Whistle to him and the passing time
My death waits like a bible truth
At the funeral of my youth
we drank for that and the passing time
My death waits like a witch at night
As surely as our love is bright
Let's not think of that of passing time
But what ever lies behind the door
There is nothing much to do
Angel or devil, I don't care
For in front of that door, there is you
My death waits like a beggar blind
Who sees the world through an unlit mind
Throw him a dime for the passing time
My death waits to allow my friends
a few good times before it ends
Let's not think about the passing time
My death waits there between your thighs
your cool fingers will close my eyes
let's not think about the passing time
But what ever lies behind the door
There is nothing much to do
Angel or devil, I don't care
For in front of that door, there is you
My death waits there among the leaves
In magicians' mysterious sleeves
Rabbits and dogs and the passing time
My death waits there among the flowers
Where the blackest shadow cowers
Let's pick lilacs for the passing time
My death waits there in a double bed
Sails of oblivion at my head
let's not think about the passing time
But what ever lies behind the door
There is nothing much to do
Angel or devil, I don't care
For in front of that door, there is you