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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
David Bowie
Vocals
Stan Harrison
Tenor Saxophone
Curtis King
Background Vocals
George Simms
Background Vocals
Robin Clark
Background Vocals
Steve Elson
Baritone Saxophone
Carmine Rojas
Bass Guitar
Derek Bramble
Bass Guitar
Arif Mardin
String Conductor
Lenny Pickett
Tenor Saxophone
Omar Hakim
Drums
Mark Pender
Trumpet
Carlos Alomar
Guitar
Guy St Onge
Marimba
Sammy Figueroa
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Bowie
Songwriter
Iggy Pop
Songwriter
Ricky Gardiner
Songwriter
Arif Mardin
String Arranger
The Borneo Horns
Horn Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Bowie
Producer
Derek Bramble
Producer
Hugh Padgham
Producer
Ray Staff
Mastering Engineer
Nigel Reeve
Mastering Engineer
Peter Mew
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Down where your paint is cracking
Look down you backstair buddy
Somebody's living there and
He don't really feel the weather
And he don't share your pleasures
No he don't share your pleasures
Look at his eyes
Did you see his crazy eyes
You're so surprised he don't run to catch your ash
Everybody always wants to kiss your trash
Ah you can't help him
Nobody can
Now that he knows
There's nothing to get
Will you still place your bet
On the neighborhood threat
Somewhere a baby's bleeding
Somewhere a mother's needing
Outside a boy is lying
But mostly he is crying
And he just shouts in anger
You'll find him interesting
Look at his eyes
Did you see his crazy eyes
You're so surprised he doesn't build for you
Everybody always wants to run with you
Ah you can't help him
Nobody can
Now that he knows
There's nothing to get
Will you still place your bet
On the neighborhood threat
You're so surprised he don't run to catch your ash
Everybody always wants to kiss your trash
Ah you can't help him
Nobody can
Now that he knows
There's nothing to get
Will you still place your bet
On the neighborhood threat
On the neighborhood threat (a night in your face)
Don't place your bets (a night in your place)
On the neighborhood threat (will you still place your bets)
Don't place your bets (when the neighbor comes)
On the neighborhood threat (neighborhood threat)
Don't place yor bets
On the neigborhood threat
Writer(s): David Bowie, Ricky Gardiner, James Newell Osterberg Jr.
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