Waiting For The Man (John Peel session) David Bowie

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, chasin' all the women around
Oh pardon me, sir, it's the last thing on my mind
I'm just looking for a good friend of 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
Oh, waiting for the man
Waiting for the man
Waiting for the man
Waiting for the man

Dark grey building, up three flights of stairs
Nobody stops you 'cause nobody cares
He's got the works, and he gives you some taste
Then you gotta split because 'cause you got no time to waste
I'm waiting for the man