Is David Bowie Dying?

Take your golden tooth, try to throw it to the moon, ahh
Take your mouth and scream whistle wasted in your dreams, ahh
Take your eyes and leave, one for love and one for me, ahh
Take your ears, they must be filled with tons of meteoric dust, ahh

Ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh, ohh
At the mountain you [A7scream, now the fountain ɾeveals
Has filled you [A7up and [Bm]made you [A7whole
Goodbye, goodbye...

Take your legs and [Bm]ɾun into [C7]the death-rays of the sun, aah
Take your legs and [Bm]ɾun into [C7]the death-rays of the sun, aah
Take your legs and [Bm]ɾun into [C7]the death-rays of the sun, aah
Take your legs and [Bm]ɾun into [C7]the death-rays of the sun, the sun
Take your legs and [Bm]ɾun into [C7]the death ɾays of the sun, aah