But ain't it high, ain't holy when you see? And it's just times when I'm weary worries me Don't you know how Aladdin's lamp guards the night Ten thousand
Aladdin: Je vais t'offrir un monde Aux mille et une splendeurs Ou les princesses au jardin Du bonheur offrent leur coeur Je vais ouvrir tes yeux Aux
et tu seras gagnant. Ca va faire Boum ! Au feu ! Tout ce qui te chante, Tu peux l'avoir en frottant cette lampe ! Et je dis : Maitre Aladdin, tres cher
Moi je viens d'un pays de desert infini, Ou les caravanes revent et flanent. Ou, pendant ton sommeil, Les serpents t'ensorcellent ! C'est bizarre ca ?
[Choeur] Faites place, au Prince Ali ! Quelle grace, le Prince Ali ! [Genie] Bande de veinards, Degagez le bazar. Et vous allez voir, C' que vous allez
les rues) [Aladdin] Je vole, quelle poursuite infernale ! [Les Gardes] Vaurien ! [Aladdin] J'entends les chiens qui aboient. [Les Gardes] Vandale ! [Aladdin] Je suis l'animal en cavale. [Les Gardes] Vandale ! [Aladdin
love Aladdin Sane Millions weep a fountain, just in case of sunrise Who'll love Aladdin Sane We'll love Aladdin Sane Love Aladdin Sane Who'll love Aladdin
(Bowie) I've come on a few years from my Hollywood Highs The best of the last, the cleanest star they ever had I'm stiff on my legend, the films that
(Jagger/Richards) Well, don't you worry 'bout what's been on my mind I'm in no hurry I can take my time I'm going red and my tongue's getting tired
(Bowie) She'll come, she'll go. She'll lay belief on you Skin sweet with musky oil The lady from another grinning soul Cologne she'll wear. Silver
(Bowie) Let me put my arms around your head Gee, it's hot, let's go to bed Don't forget to turn on the light Don't laugh babe, it'll be alright Pour
(Bowie) He looked a lot like Che Guevara, drove a diesel van Kept his gun in quiet seclusion, such a humble man The only survivor of the National People
(Bowie) Cold fire, you've got everything but cold fire You will be my rest and peace child I moved up to take a place near you So tired, it's the
(Bowie) A small Jean Genie snuck off to the city Strung out on lasers and slash back blazers Ate all your razors while pulling the waiters Talking
(Bowie) Time - He's waiting in the wings He speaks of senseless things His script is you and me boys Time - He flexes like a whore Falls wanking to
(Bowie) Shakey threw a party that lasted all night Everybody drank a lot of something nice There was an old fashioned band of married men Looking
Nobody knows The trouble I see Nobody knows my sorrow [Repeat] (Thanks to SVR for these lyrics)
Yo yo, Aladdin, hit em with a (funky scratch) (1-2-3 3-2-1) Yo yo, Aladdin I wanna know, man What would you do to cut these suckers up? Aladdin's in
