Lyrics Red Money - David Bowie

Red Money

Oh, can you feel it in the way
That a man is not a man?
Can you see it in the sky
That the landscape is too high?
Like a nervous disease
And it’s been there all along
It will tumble from the sky
It’s been there all along
Project cancelled
Tumbling central
Red Money
Can you hear it fall
Can you hear it well
Can you hear it at all
I was really feeling good
Reet Petite and how d’ya do Then I got the small red box
And I didn’t know what to do
'Cause my fingers
could not grope
And I could not give it away
And I knew I must not drop it Stop it, take it away
Project cancelled
Tumbling central
Red Money
Project cancelled
Tumbling central
Red Money
Can you hear it at all
Can you hear it at all
Red Money
Such responsibility
It’s up to you and me