David Bowie – Waiting For The Man

I’m waiting for the man

Twenty-six dollars in my hand

Up to Lexington 1-2-5

So sick and dirty more dead than alive

I’m waiting for the man

Hey white boy, what you doin’ uptown

Hey white boy, you chasin’ our women around

Oh pardon me sir,now, it springs to my mind

Uuu, I’m just looking for a good friend o’ mine

I’m waiting for the man

Here he comes, he’s all dressed in black

Real shoes and a big straw hat

He’s never early, he’s always late

First thing you learn is that you always gotta wait

I’m waiting for the man

Big dirty building, up three flights of stairs

Nobody stops you ’cause nobody cares

He’s got the works gives you sweet taste

But then you gotta split because you’ve got no time to waste

I’m waiting for the man

Baby don’t you holler, darling don’t you ball and shout

I’m feeling good, and I’m gonna work it on out

I’m feeling good, feeling so fine

Until tomorrow but that’s just another time

I’m waiting for the man.

I’m waiting for the man

Twenty-six dollars in my hand

Up to Lexington 1-2-5

So sick and dirty more dead than alive

I’m waiting for the man