And for this next one, it's the same lineup, mercifully, except
David goes over to the piano. And it appears to be called "Bombers."
"All clear," wail the sirens
Sunshine on the wasteland
Old man sitting in the white sand
Think we're in for a big surprise
Right between our eyes
Seemed a good idea
Drop bomb on the wasteland here
Only one man could be seen
And he was old and so serene
Captain sat in his deck chair
And the red light flashed everywhere
Pilot felt quite big-time
As the bombshell flew through the air
Clang, clank, bang, bang, bang
The lights popped out
But the smoke began to clear
What a building queer
"All clear," wail the sirens
Sunshine on the wasteland
Old man sitting in the white sand
Think we're in for a big surprise
Right between our eyes
"Guys," said the General
"Cobblers," said the man
So the Pentagon sent a telegram
And the Queen took it in her hand
A-bombs, H-bombs, even very small ones
Ripped a hole in that sand
The stench was just revolting
And the sky a greenish tan
Click-tick, bang, crack of the world
Man is all smashed on the beach
Far and wide
And the universe sighed
"All clear," wail the sirens
Sunshine on the wasteland
Old man sitting in the white sand
Think we're in for a big surprise
Right between our eyes
"All clear," wail the sirens
Sunshine on the wasteland
Old man sitting in the white sand
Think we're in for a big surprise
Right between our eyes
When the smoke had blown away
There was nothing left in view
Except a man, dear Lord, who looked like You
Used to look in my holy book
That was David Bowie on piano, and Amazing Pair of Trousers
And that's going to appear on an LP that could very
Easily be called Hunky Dory, when it finally comes out
Um, that's if we can find out how hunky dory is spelled
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