The Jean Genie (Live) - David Bowie (大卫·鲍伊)

Written by：David Bowie

Small Jean Genie snuck off to the city

Strung out on lasers and slash back blazers

Ate all your razors while pulling the waiters

Talking 'bout Monroe

And walking on snow white

New York's a go go

And everything tastes nice

Poor little greenie woo ho

The Jean Genie lives on his back

The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks

He's outrageous

He screams and he bawls

Jean Genie let yourself go let yourself go

Sits like a man

But he smiles like a reptile

She love him she love him

But just for a short while

Shell scratch in the sand

Won't let go his hand

He says he's a beautician

And sells you nutrition

And keeps all your dead hair

For making up underwear

Poor little greenie woh ho

The Jean Genie lives on his back

The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks

He's outrageous

He screams and he bawls

Jean Genie let yourself let yourself go oh let yourself go

Jean Genie lives on his back

The Jean Genie loves chimney stacks

And he's outrageous

He screams and he bawls

The Jean Genie let yourself go let yourself go

Jean Genie lives on his back

Jean Genie loves chimney stacks

And he's outrageous

He screams and he bawls

Jean Genie let yourself go let yourself go let yourself go

Jean Genie lives on his back

Jean Genie loves chimney stacks

And he's outrageous

He screams and he bawls

Jean Genie let yourself let yourself go

Jean Genie lives on his back

Jean Genie loves chimney stacks

And he's outrageous

He screams and he bawls

Jean Genie let yourself let yourself go let yourself go