Interpret:

David Bowie

Album:

Tin Machine

Some days he feels so empty, just a talking head
Married to a Klingon who'd cream him in the press
God could detonate him, God's the one we pick to curse us
And 25 years pass him like an evening at the circus


Don't sacrifice yourself, don't sacrifice yourself
Surprise yourself, don't sacrifice yourself
Don't sacrifice yourself, don't sacrifice yourself


There it is, the look, the winner you once talked of being
Give her one last kiss and dive right out the window screaming
No truth decent, it was summer from the waist down
She blew the troops right off your feet, tells you she's God's Grammy


Don't sacrifice yourself, don't sacrifice yourself
Surprise yourself, don't sacrifice yourself
Don't sacrifice yourself, don't sacrifice yourself


Her, the only game in town, a queen of competence
Blind in front of mirrors, proving nothing says a lot
Wham bam, thank you Charles, vanity is all
You wander lonely to the scene, a-crawling up the walls


Don't sacrifice yourself