Song: David Bowie



I'm waiting for the man

Twenty six dollars in my hand

Up to Lexington, One Two Five

So sick and dirty more dead than alive

I'm waiting for the man



Hey white boy, what you doing uptown?

Hey white boy, you're chasing all the women around

Oh pardon me sir it's furthest from 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

PR shoes, and a big straw hat

He's never early, he's always late

First thing you learn is that you've always got to wait

I'm waiting for the man



Brown stone building and three flights of stairs

Nobody stops you 'cause nobody cares

He's got the works and he gives you sweet taste

But then you've got to split because you've got no time to waste

I'm waiting for the man



Baby don't you holler, darling don't you scream and shout

I'm feeling good, I'm going to work it on out

I'm feeling good, I'm 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 lying there in my hand

Up to Lexington, One Two Five five

So sick and dirty more dead than alive

I'm waiting for the man