The Pretty Things Are Going to Hell David Bowie

[Verse 1]
What to wear?
What to say?
What to do on a sunny day?
Who the phone?
Who to fight?
Who to dance with on a sunday night?

[Pre-Chorus]
I'm reaching the very edge you know
Reaching the very edge
I'm going to the other side this time
Reaching the very edge

[Chorus]
You're still breathing but you don't know why
Life's a bit and sometimes you die
You're still breathing but you just can't tell
Don't hold your breath
But the pretty things are going to hell

[Post-Chorus]
I am a drug, I am a dragon
I am the best jazz you ever seen
I am the dragon, I am the sky
I am the blood at the corner of your eye
I found the secrets, I found gold
I find you out before you grow old
I find you out before you grow old