David Bowie – Chilly Down lyrics

When the sun goes down (when the sun goes down)
And the bads are back again (and the bads are back)
The brothers come round (the brothers come'round)
I get out of my dirty bed (my dirty bed)
I shake my pretty little head (I shake my pretty little head)
I tap my pretty little feet (I tap my pretty little feet)
We're brighter than sunlight
Louder than thunder
Dancing like a yo-yo, woo!

Don't got no problems (no problems)
Ain't got no suitcase (no suitcase)
Ain't got no clothes to worry about (no clothes to worry about)
Ain't got no real estate or jewelry or gold mines binding me, yeah

I just through in my hand (through in his his hand)
the chilliest bunch in the land (in the land)
They don't look much
But they're sure chilly chilly
They party till they glow glow, huh

Chilly down with the wild gang
Think small with the wild gang
Bang hips with the wild gang
When you think it's wild
Chilly down
Chilly down with the wild gang
walk tall with the wild gang
Good times, bad food
When you think it's wild
Chilly down, chilly down

Wild and crazy, pretty lazy, high rollin?, funky strolling, ball playing
Hips swaying, trouble making, booty shaking, dripping, passing, jumping
Bouncing, brawling, stylin?, creeping, pouncing, shouting, screaming
Double-dealing, rock-n-rolling, and oh reeling
With the max in sex appeal
Can you think I grew with feeling?

So when things get too tough (get too tough)
And your skin is dragging on the ground (dragging on the ground)
And even down looks up (down looks up)
Bad luck
We can show you a good time (show you a good time)
And we don't charge nothing (nothing at all)

Just strut your nasty stuff
Wiggle in the middle, yeah
Get the town talking, by god

Chilly down with the wild gang
Think small with the wild gang
Bang hips with the wild gang (hey, listen up)
When you think it's wild
Chilly down
Chilly down with the wild gang
Let's go with the wild gang
Good times, bad food
When you think it's wild
Chilly down
Chilly down