David Bowie - '87 And Cry lyrics

A lover's secrets in the UK

Torn apart in the UK

In the dribble of May-Day

'87 and Cry

'87 and Cry

And there's nothing inside

And there's nothing in mind

And only you

Rocket on thru the sky

It couldn't be done without dogs

It couldn't be once without us

'87 and Cry

'87 and Cry

When the days were the days were the days boys

When blue ties were for the biggy guys

Frannie dressing down for the enemy

You saw him hangin' on the enemy

And there's no one in love

And there's nowhere to scream

And only you

Race on to wonder where

It couldn't be done without dogs

It couldn't be once without us

'87 and Cry

'87 and Cry

You can't make love with money

You can't make mistakes with babies

Nothing looked good on you

That's how I liked you best

Now you're ready for the real McCoy

Deep in the heart of Cupid

Murders on the heels of love

Just the ghost of a story

Just a one dollar secret

Baby these were the sounds

Baby these were the sounds

And only you

Whisper these things aren't true

It couldn't be done with dogs

It couldn't be once without us

'87 and Cry

'87 and Cry