golden years

• (bkz: wasted years)
• bu sarki, efsanevi trainspotting soundtrack'inde de yer alir.
• (bkz: stephen king s golden years)
• muhteşem "station to station"daki muhteşem şarkının ismi olması dışında , sanatçının 1983 yılında rca records tarafından yayınlanan toplama albümünün de adıdır. biraz bowie'nin o dönemde yeni kazandığı pop süperstarı payesinin ekmeğini yeme çabası gibi gelir bana. her ne kadar eski dönem şarkılarını "golden years" hesabı toplamış olsa da...
  
  -parça listesi-
  
  "fashion" ***scary monsters and super creeps – 4:51
  "red sails" ***lodger – 3:47
  "look back in anger" ***lodger – 3:07
  "i can't explain" ***pin ups – 2:14
  "ashes to ashes" ***scary monsters and super creeps – 4:26
  "golden years" ***station to station – 3:59
  "joe the lion" ***heroes – 3:08
  "scary monsters and super creeps" ***scary monsters and super creeps – 5:14
  "wild is the wind" ***station to station – 6:00
  
  berlin üçlemesi'ne laf edenin taş olacağına inancım tam. bu toplamadaki "lodger" aşkına o yüzden fazla dokunmayacağım. üçlemenin diğer iki albümünün hazinelerine de yer ayrılabilirmiş tabii ("heroes"tan seçe seçe manasız "joe the lion"u seçmeleri trajik). neyse. scary monsters da geniş bir yere sahip bu toplamada ama olay "wild is the wind" ve "goldern years"ta bitiyor bana sorarsanız. onlar varsa sorun yok, onlar varsa dünya için hala umut var. bowie zaten hayatın ender renklerinden.
  
  (bkz: david bowie/@deliogul)
• şu vakitte the simpsonsın 23. sezonunda karşıma çıkarmasıyla gecemi david bowie gecesine çevirmeme neden olan şarkı. sonra trainspotting'in dünya üstü soundtrackiyle kapanışı yaparım. angealllllll!
• bliss n eso şarkısı.
  
  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e39_9_4zys4
  
  ya
  check it out
  ıt goes like this
  yo
  
  ıt's the warmth when it's cold and it's stormin
  ıt's driftin off to the sound of the rain
  ıt's gettin up, kickin goals in the mornin
  ıt's liftin up from the ground with your flame
  ıt's the strength to with stand life lessons
  ıt's the clock as the hand strikes seconds
  ıt's my movie, where every memory's a color ı collect to expand my spectrum
  ıt's the simple days, childhood here now, then it's gone in an instant
  back when the wall around my world was a little to high to see beyond in the distance
  ıt's the smell of my mitt in the fresh grass
  little league, and the times that ı'm so free
  ıt's snow days, martachello park
  when the sleds hit the hills and their flyin through the oak trees
  ıt's the kid who collects cards, back in 91 summertime comin out the store and
  ıt's the fact he's unrappin the pack with a smile on his dial cause he's scorin the jordan
  past times, ı hold em dear. ıt's maryland virginia, bold and clear
  the way the leaves on those trees in the streets would fall in the fall, all to paint my golden years and yeah
  
  when the sky's gray, ı live on light rays
  ı've written every page of my life's play
  ı've drawn through my eyes
  ı've colored outside the lines
  tryin to hold these golden years that are flashin by
  
  ıt's a bumpy road, tryin to steer through the years of a genius
  can't conceal what ı feel, this is real and the deal is it heals like the tears from a phoenix
  and ı remember those days with my dad in the great outdoors getting raised by the land
  not knowin how hard life gets
  call me huckleberry when ı start my quest
  so jump on my cloud, sit back and lounge
  my wings are the size of a rich rappers house
  ı'll never leave, so, picture a viking
  who's, memory is like christian the lion
  that was me goin town to town
  on fireworks night you couldn't count me out
  my mates older brothers had a hundred of the buggers
  take cover cause we nearly burned down the house
  ı remember when they took away my wu-tang
  sittin there till the bell in my school rang
  playin pool on the cool where the rules are abused
  my adventure to the center where the youth hang
  and grandmas, we'd visit every journey
  a living room stage where ı'd mimic eddy murphey
  or kid and play, ı'd play delirious
  so damn much, they couldn't take me serious
  
  when the sky's gray, ı live on light rays
  ı've written every page of my life's play
  ı've drawn through my eyes
  ı've colored outside the lines
  tryin to hold these golden years that are flashin by
• sözlerini de yazayım tam olsun (nostalji ne güzel şey, sözlük eskiden böyle naifti)
  
  david bowie-golden years
  
  golden years, gold whop whop whop
  golden years, gold whop whop whop
  golden years, gold whop whop whop
  
  don't let me hear you say lifes taking you nowhere, angel
  come get up my baby
  look at that sky, lifes begun
  nights are warm and the days are young
  come get up my baby
  
  there's my baby, lost that's all
  once im begging you save her little soul
  golden years, gold whop whop whop
  come get up my baby
  
  last night they loved you, opening doors and pulling some strings, angel
  come get up my baby
  in walked luck and you looked in time
  never look back, walk tall, act fine
  come get up my baby
  
  ill stick with you baby for a thousand years
  nothings gonna touch you in these golden years, gold
  golden years, gold whop whop whop
  come get up my baby
  
  some of these days, and it wont be long
  gonna drive back down where you once belonged
  in the back of a dream car twenty foot long
  don't cry my sweet, don't break my heart
  doing all right, but you gotta get smart
  wish upon, wish upon, day upon day, i believe oh lord
  i believe all the way
  come get up my baby
  run for the shadows, run for the shadows, run for the shadows in these golden years
  
  there's my baby, lost that's all
  once im begging you save her little soul
  golden years, gold whop whop whop
  come get up my baby
  
  don't let me hear you say lifes taking you nowhere, angel
  come get up my baby
  run for the shadows, run for the shadows
  run for the shadows in these golden years
  
  ill stick with you baby for a thousand years
  nothings gonna touch you in these golden years, gold
  golden years, gold whop whop whop
  golden years, gold whop whop whop
  golden years, gold whop whop whop
  golden years, gold whop whop whop
  golden years, gold whop whop whop
  golden years, gold whop whop whop
  golden years, gold whop whop whop
  golden years, gold whop whop whop
  golden years, gold whop whop whop
  golden years, gold whop whop whop