Day 229 | Eight Line Poem

This song sounds like a leftover from the Space Oddity album, updated with Mick Ronson’s guitar and Bowie’s higher pitched voice.  For a long time I got the lyrics wrong—I thought there was a line in there about the “key to the city.”  Instead it is as if Bowie entered a room with a cactus, a cat and a mobile, described it in eight poetic lines, put it to music and stuck it in an album.  Album: Hunky Dory