Copyright is Copy Wrong - Daily Snooze swipes DAVID BOWIE lyrics

Er, uh. Yeah, "Copyright is COPY WRONG, har har!"

That's what somebody at the Daily News said.

Or, "Hey, you know those websites where they steal all the lyrics and make money off banner ads? Nobody's sending DMCA's so we can do it too, on the new Bowie album."

Or, "Look, we are copying the lyrics strictly for review purposes! Nevermind that rule that you can only quote 4 lines and after that, you must pay a fee."

Oh what the fuck. Good publicity. Anything goes. Let's all check out that new album nobody was impressed with, and look for clues that prove that Paul is Dead.

No, let's look for clues that BOWIE IS STILL ALIVE AND FAKED HIS DEATH!!!

No. That this was a "concept" album all about mortality, and life after death. Why, just read the lyrics to LAZARUS.

Go ahead.

I could list every lyric, as the SNOOZE did, but this is the biggie, right? It overtly summons up the story of LAZARUS, after all.

OK. Get Set. But here's my one request:

Read these lyrics like they were by KANYE WEST or JAY-Z or FIDDY-CENT.

Read them as if they were by some ad-libbin' nigga, and not The Great Thin White Intellectual On His Death Bed.

Read them with the full swagger of a ghetto black, ok?

Lazarus

Look up here, I'm in heaven
I've got scars that can't be seen
I've got drama, can't be stolen
Everybody knows me now
Look up here, man, I'm in danger
I've got nothing left to lose
I'm so high, it makes my brain whirl
Dropped my cell phone down below
Ain't that just like me?
By the time I got to New York
I was living like a king
Then I used up all my money
I was looking for your ass
This way or no way
You know I'll be free
Just like that bluebird
Now, ain't that just like me?
Oh, I'll be free
Just like that bluebird
Oh, I'll be free
Ain't that just like me?

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Garbage?

Garbage.

IF I'M BEING HONEST, whether you read them as Mike Tyson or Sir John Gielgud, they'd still come off as simple-minded drooling.

FACT: a lot of rock stars are idiot savants.

A lot are just drugged out and lazy and realize after a while that nobody's paying THAT much attention to the words. If it sounds good it's good. "No, no, leave it in, 'The movement you need is on your shoulder.' You just mumbled it as filler? Nah, good enough!"

Jesus, even Zevon shouted to a friend that knocking out some lyrics together would be fun: "It's JUST a ROCK SONG."

You really think Bowie was sitting there, quill in hand, scratching out words and making everything perfect? And not just ad-libbing shit over some music?

FACT: most rock stars are egotists in awe of their own droppings. Anything that comes to them, that they choose to write down or babble into a recorder, is SET IN STONE.

And why not? Fan-morons assume that every line is fraught with secret meaning, and symbolism too heavy for them to even comprehend. No cliche is too awesome ("I'll be free just like that bluebird.")

The stupidest, most ignorant lines are actually pure poetry: "I used up all my money. I was looking for your ass."

If you don't understand GENIUS when you read it, yo, then you a mutherfucka! This is the shit: " "I'm so high, it makes my brain whirl. Dropped my cell phone down below."

Dig, the song is called LAZARUS! He be da dude dat rose from da dead, yo. Know wuttum sayin'?

BOWIE IS DA SHIT!

You can go through all the other lyrics and be reduced to a one word cry of "AWESOME!" Can't you? Go ahead. And then sob, The STARDUST is GONE!