Don't Look Down - David Bowie

Don’t look down

They’re making sort of crazy sounds

Don’t look down, no

Don’t know who else came to kneel

On this empty battlefield

But when I hear that crazy sound, I don’t look down

From Central Park to shanty town

I always hear that crazy sound

From New York to shanty town

There’s always something else

Don’t look down, no

I went this morning to the cemetery

To see old Rudy Valentino buried

Lipstick traces on his name

But when I hear that crazy sound, I don’t look down

From Central Park to shanty town

I always hear that crazy sound

From New York to shanty town

There’s always something else

Don’t look down, no

When I see you standing there

I can’t see the clothes you wear

But when I hear that crazy sound, I don’t look down

From Central Park to shanty town

I always hear that crazy sound

From New York to shanty town

There’s always something else

Don’t look down, no

No I won’t be bored I won’t be there

Look at life it’s no piece of cake

But when I hear that crazy sound, I don’t look down

From Central Park to shanty town

I always hear that crazy sound

From New York to shanty town

There’s always something else

Don’t look down, no