The Width of a Circle-Sounds Of The 70s: Andy Ferris by David Bowie Lyrics

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 ageing fast

Then I ran across a monster who was eating by a tree
And I looked and found the monster was me

Well, I said hello
And ya said hello
And I asked, "Why not?"
And replied "I don't know"

So we asked a simple blackbird
Who was happy as can be
Well he laughed insane and quipped Khalil Gibran

And I cried for all the others
Til the day was nearly through
For I realized that God's a young man too-ah-yeah
[Instrumental throughout "Whoa's"]:

Whoa
Oh-oh-ah
Uh-oh-ah
Oh-ah-ah-(ah-ah-uhm)
(yeah)

Whoa
Huh-huh-hu
Ooh yeah-eh-eah
Huh (uhm)

Whoa
Oh-oh-ah
Uh-oh-ah

[Outro continues as guitar solo and instrumental]
Whoa
Oh-oh-ah
Uh-oh
Ah