April’s Tooth of Gold Songtext
von David Bowie

You ask me what I like about the people here and there, and around me
I want to live, and people are the nicest kind of folk to live with

See the child with hair of blue, the one the boys are talking to
I can smell the spring in her mind
Friends of mine are red and green, I see you don′t know what I mean
And I'm sad

Look at the man with the pretty balloons, he doesn′t buy April's tooth of gold
Look at the man with the pretty balloons, he doesn't buy April′s tooth of gold

The can we call a motor car, it′s 1905 but it's groovy
We call the place "The house of lights", there are no bulbs cause things like that cost money


I like trips to seaside towns, for teacups in the rain
The pavement is a table for five
Would you like to hold my hand, and wander through a beautiful land?
I′ll give you flowers

Laugh at my friend with unusual eyes
We're hung up on April′s tooth of gold
Laugh at my friend with unusual eyes
We're hung up on April′s tooth of gold

Laugh at my friend with unusual eyes
We're hung up on April's tooth of gold
Strolling along on peculiar street, and Marvel at April′s tooth of gold

La-la-la, la-la-la-la
La-la, la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la