David Bowie - Oh you pretty things

^FWake up you ^Csleepy ^Ghead put on some clothes, shake ^Dmup your bed ^FPut another log on the ^Cfire for me^G I've made some breakfast and ^Dmcoffee ^FI look out my window and ^Cwhat do I see A ^A7crack in the sky and a ^Dmhand reaching down to^Bb me All the ^Bnightmares came to^Cday And it looks as though they're ^Fhere to stay

^FWhat are we ^Ccoming to ^Gno room for me, no ^Dmfun for you ^F I think about a ^Cworld to come where the ^Gbooks were found by the ^DmGolden Ones ^FWritten in pain, ^Cwritten in awe By ^A7a puzzled man who^Dm questioned What we ^Bbwere here for All the ^Bstrangers came to^Cday And it looks as though they're ^Fhere to stay

^FOh, you ^Ampretty things ^Dm Don't you ^Cknow you're driving your ^Bb7mothers and fathers ins^Fane ^FOh, you ^Ampretty things ^Dm Don't you ^Cknow you're driving your ^Bb7mothers and fathers ins^Fane Let me ^Gmake it plain you ^Cgotta make way for the ^BbHomo Superi^For

^FLook out at your^C children^G see their faces in ^Dmgolden rays ^FDon't kid yourself they be^Clong to you^G they're the start of the ^Dmcoming race ^FThe earth is a bitch we've ^Cfinished our news ^A7Homo Sapiens ^Dmhave outgrown their ^Bbuse All the ^Bstrangers came tod^Cay And it looks as though they're ^Fhere to stay