David Bowie - Neighborhood Threat

Down where your paint is cracking

Look down you backstair buddy

Somebodys living there and

He dont really feel the weather

And he dont share your pleasures

No he dont share your pleasures

Look at his eyes

Did you see his crazy eyes

Youre so surprised he dont run to catch your ash

Everybody always wants to kiss your trash

Ah you cant help him

Nobody can

Now that he knows

Theres nothing to get

Will you still place your bet

On the neighborhood threat

Somewhere a babys bleeding

Somewhere a mothers needing

Outside a boy is lying

But mostly he is crying

And he just shouts in anger

Youll find him interesting

Look at his eyes

Did you see his crazy eyes

Youre so surprised he doesnt build for you

Everybody always wants to run with you

Ah you cant help him

Nobody can

Now that he knows

Theres nothing to get

Will you still place your bet

On the neighborhood threat

Youre so surprised he dont run to catch your ash

Everybody always wants to kiss your trash

Ah you cant help him

Nobody can

Now that he knows

Theres nothing to get

Will you still place your bet

On the neighborhood threat

On the neighborhood threat (a night in your face)

Dont place your bets (a night in your place)

On the neighborhood threat (will you still place your bets)

Dont place your bets (when the neighbor comes)

On the neighborhood threat (neighborhood threat)

Dont place yor bets

On the neigborhood threat