We passed upon the stair, we spoke of was and when
Although I wasn't there, he said I was his friend
Which came as some surprise, I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died alone, a long, long time ago
Oh no, not me
We never lost control
We're face to face
With the man who sold the world
I laughed and shook his hand, and made my way back home
I searched for form and land, for years and years, I roamed
I gazed a gazley stare, we mock the million here's
I must have died alone, a long, long time ago
Who knows, not me
I never lost control
You're face to face
With the man who sold the world
Who knows, not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With the man who sold the world
- That was a David Bowie song. I didn't screw it up, did I?
- No.
- OK. But here's another I could screw up.
- What is it?
- Am I gonna do this by myself?
- Yeah. You should do it by yourself.
- Do it by yourself!
- Okay. Well, I think I'll try it in a different key, I'll try it in a normal key...
- Yeah.
- If it sounds bad, these people are just gonna have to wait.