Hunky Dory

Will you stay in our lovers' story
If you stay you won't be sorry
'cause we believe in you
Soon you'll grow so take a chance
With a couple of kooks
Hung up on romancing

Will you stay in our lovers' story
If you stay you won't be sorry
'cause we believe in you
Soon you'll grow so take a chance
With a couple of kooks
Hung up on romancing

We bought a lot of things to keep you warm and dry
And a funny old crib on which the paint won't dry
I bought you a pair of shoes
A trumpet you can blow
And a book of rules
On what to say to people when they pick on you
'cause if you stay with us you're gonna be pretty kookie too

Will you stay in my lovers' story
If you stay you won't be sorry
'cause we believe in you
Soon you'll grow so take a chance
With a couple of kooks
Hung up on romancing

And if you ever have to go to school
Remember how they messed up this old fool
Don't pick fights with the bullies or the cads
'cause i'm not much cop at punching
Other people's dads
And if the homework brings you down
Then we'll throw it on the fire
And take the car downtown

Will you stay in our lovers' story
If you stay you won't be sorry
'cause we believe in you
Soon you'll grow so take a chance
With a couple of kooks
Hung up on romancing

Will you stay in our lovers' story
If you stay you won't be sorry
'cause we believe in you
Soon you'll grow so take a chance
With a couple of kooks
Hung up on romancing

Will you stay

Oh yeah
Mm
Still don't know what i was waiting for
And my time was running wild
A million dead-end streets and
Every time i thought i'd got it made
It seemed the taste was not so sweet
So i turned myself to face me
But i've never caught a glimpse
Of how the others must see the faker
I'm much too fast to take that test

Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
(turn and face the strain)
Ch-ch-changes
Don't want to be a richer man
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
(turn and face the strain)
Ch-ch-changes
Just gonna have to be a different man
Time may change me
But i can't trace time

I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
So the days float through my eyes
But stil the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're going through

Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
(turn and face the strain)
Ch-ch-changes
Don't tell them to grow up and out of it
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
(turn and face the strain)
Ch-ch-changes
Where's your shame
You've left us up to our necks in it
Time may change me
But you can't trace time

Strange fascination, fascinating me
Ah changes are taking the pace i'm going through

Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
(turn and face the strain)
Ch-ch-changes
Oh, look out you rock 'n rollers
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
(turn and face the strain)
Ch-ch-changes
Pretty soon now you're gonna get a little older
Time may change me
But i can't trace time
I said that time may change me
But i can't trace time

(this is andy warhole and it's take one, take one)
It's, it's warhol actually
(what did i say)
Whole, it's whole as in wholes
(andy warhol)
Wah, andy war hol, andy war hol (he)
Like whole hub
He
Ha
Are you ready
(yeah)
Ha ha ha ha ha ha

Like to take a cement fix
Be a standing cinema
Dress my friends up just for show
See them as they really are
Put a peephole in my brain
Two new pence to have a go
I'd like to be a gallery
Put you all inside my show

Andy warhol looks a scream
Hang him on my wall
Andy warhol, silver screen
Can't tell them apart at all

Andy walking, andy tired
Andy take a little snooze
Tie him up when he's fast asleep
Send him on a pleasant cruise (hm hm hm)
When he wakes up on the sea
He sure to think of me and you
He'll think about paint and he'll think about glue
What a jolly boring thing to do

Andy warhol looks a scream
Hang him on my wall
Andy warhol, silver screen
Can't tell them apart at all

Andy warhol looks a scream
Hang him on my wall
Andy warhol, silver screen
Can't tell them apart at all

(handclaps)

Duh pu thu ku kun ba pa ta da da
Ah yeah
Oh yeah
I'm up on the eleventh floor
And i'm watching the cruisers below
He's down on the street
And he's try hard to pull sister flo
Oh, my heart's in the basement
My weekend's at an all time low
'cause she's hoping to score
So i can't see her letting him go
Walk out of her heart
Walk out of her mind
Oh not her

She's so swishy in her satin and tat
In her frock coat and bipperty-bopperty hat
Oh god, i could do better than that
Oh yeah

She's an old-time ambassador
Of sweet talking, night walking games
And she's known in the darkest clubs
For pushing ahead of the dames
If she says she can do it
Then she can't do it, she don't make false claims
But she's a queen, and such a queen
Such a laughter is sucked in their brains
Now she's leading him on
And she'll lay him right down
Yes she's leading him on
And she'll lay him right down
But it could have been me
Yes, it could have been me
Why didn't i say, why didn't i say, no, no, no

She's so swishy in her satin and tat
In her frock coat and bipperty-bopperty hat
Oh god, i could do better than that

So i lay down a while
And i gaze at my hotel wall
Oh the cot is so cold
It don't feel like no bed at all
Yeah i lay down a while
And i look at my hotel wall
And he's down on the street
So i throw both his bags down the hall
And i'm phoning a cab
'cause my stomach feels small
There's a taste in my mouth
And it's no taste at all
It could have been me
Oh yeah, it could have been me
Why didn't i say, why didn't i say, no, no, no

She's so swishy in her satin and tat
In her frock coat and bipperty-bopperty hat
Oh god, i could do better than that
Oh
To tat yah
Oh yeah
Uh hu
Mmm

Oh, hear this robert zimmerman
I wrote a song for you
About a strange young man called dylan
With a voice like sand and glue
Some words of truthful vengeance
They could pin us to the floor
Brought a few more people on
And put the fear in a whole lot more

Ah, here she comes
Here she comes
Here she comes again
The same old painted lady
From the brow of a superbrain
She'll scratch this world to pieces
As she comes on like a friend
But a couple of songs
From your old scrapbook
Could send her home again

You gave your heart to every bedsit room
At least a picture on the wall
And you sat behind a million pair of eyes
And told them how they saw
Then we lost your train of thought
The paintings are all your own
While troubles are rising
We'd rather be scared
Together than alone

Ah, here she comes
Here she comes
Here she comes again
The same old painted lady
From the brow of a superbrain
She'll scratch this world to pieces
As she comes on like a friend
But a couple of songs
From your old scrapbook
Could send her home again

Aoo

Now hear this robert zimmerman
Though i don't suppose we'll meet
Ask your good friend dylan
If he'd gaze a while down the old street
Tell him we've lost his poems
So they're writing on the walls
Give us back our unity
Give us back our family
You're every nation's refugee
Don't leave us with their sanity

Ah, here she comes
Here she comes
Here she comes again
The same old painted lady
From the brow of a superbrain
She'll scratch this world to pieces
As she comes on like a friend
But a couple of songs
From your old scrapbook
Could send her home again
Come on
A couple of songs
From your old scrapbook
Could send her home again
Oh, here she comes, (oh) here she comes
Oh, here she comes (oh)