Besedila: David Bowie. Tonight. Tumble & Twirl.

I've seen the city and I took the next flight for Borneo
They say it's pretty, I like the t-shirts in Borneo
Some wear Bob Marley others in Playboy or Duvalier
Make the last plane come, let me rise through the cloudy above
With a book on Borneo

Strangers come and go, it's such a waste of time
Problems far behind, another day
But even in springtime it's a rich slice of life

So send me a letter, I'll reply with a broken spear
That dusky mulatto in nylons and tattoos
Hot juice in coke bottles, we dance in the sand

Well, they twirl and they tumble
Yes, they twirl and they tumble
Well, I'll twirl and I'll tumble

I've been to Leon's, he's got nine daughters and a stereo
They say that Leon watches from the tree tops in Borneo
When the road is mud everything stops with a thud
That's the way it goes way down yonder in Borneo

Far beneath his mansion, there's an open drain
Sending all the sewage down the hill
But when the general shows movies, no one hesitates

To sneak from the jungle, they laugh and they mumble
Enjoying the show and that dusky mulatto
Hot juice in coke bottles, in blue jeans and tattoos

Well, they twirl and they tumble
Yes, they twirl and they tumble
Well, I'll twirl and I'll tumble

I like the free world, they say it's pretty
This time of year they tumble and twirl
They tumble and twirl, I'll tumble and twirl
They twirl and they tumble, they twirl and they tumble

I like the free world, I like the free world
They say it's pretty this time of year
This time of year, tumble and tumble
I like the free world