CANDIDATE (DEMO) 


INTRO:  Bm  E  A  Bm  E  A  Bm  E  A  


F#m                                 E
Inside every teenage girl there's a fountain
F#m                                        E
Inside every young pair of pants there's a mountain
Bm           E             A                  F#m
Inside every Mother's eyes is Tommy Tinkrem's bed
Bm           E         A                F#m  E
Inside every candidate waits a grateful dead


CHORUS 1:
            Bm              F#             G
I make it a thing, when I'm on my own to relieve myself
            Bm              F#                  G
I make it a thing, when I gazelle on stage to believe in myself
            Bm                  F#                    E
I make it a thing, to glance in window panes and look pleased with myself
          G           E       Bm
Yeah, and pretend I'm walking home


BREAK:  Bm  E  A  Bm  E  A


F#m                            E
I took it so bad, I sat in the correction room
F#m                  E
Took me a fag, and a kick in the moon
        Bm                  E                    A                F#m
Well, I ain't gonna suck no radar wing because inside this tin is tin
Bm             E             A                   F#m          E
Would you like techno plate 'cause I'm your candidate, oh yeah


CHORUS 2:
                 Bm           F#                         G
It's a matter of life and the way you walk, you've got a Brylcream queen
                 Bm          F#                              G
It's a matter of tact in the things you talk, that keeps his passport clean
            Bm          F#                     E
A matter of fact that a cock ain't a cock on a twelve inch screen
           G        E       Bm
So I'll pretend I'm walking home


BREAK:  Bm  E  A  Bm  E  A
        Bm  E  A  Bm  E  A


F#m                                       E
You don't have to scream a lot to keep an age in tune
F#m                            E
You don't have to scream a lot to predict monsoons
Bm                         E             A                  F#m
You don't have to paint my contact black now I've hustled a pair of jeans
Bm                     E          A                  F#m  E
Do I have to give your money back when I'm the Fuhrerling


CHORUS 3:
                Bm              F#                          G
I'll make you a deal I'll say I came from from Earth and my tongue is taped
                Bm           F#                    G
I'll make you a deal you can get your kicks on the candidate
                Bm            F#                    E
I'll make you a deal for your future's sake I'm the candidate
        G          E       Bm
Lets pretend we're walking home


OUTRO:  Bm  E  A  Bm  E  A...repeat until fade

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CHORDS:  EADGBE
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A        X02220
G        320033
F#m      244222
E        022100
Bm       X24432
F#       244322
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COMMENTS:

OBU 8/8/2005 - 17:50:35
Your right L.I.E, one of the greatests...
L.I.E. 26/8/2002 - 2:36:36
My fave Bowie track. Naturally for me it's not even a propre track, just a demo of a album track wich barely resembles the final cut found wedged between the two 'Sweet Thing' tracks on Diamond Dogs.
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