David Bowie - After All Lyrics

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Please trip them gently, they don't like to fall, oh by jingo
There's no room for anger, we're all very small, oh by jingo
We're painting our faces and dressing in thoughts from the skies, from paradise
But they think that we're holding a secretive ball
Won't someone invite them
They're just taller children (ooh) that's all, after all

Man is an obstacle, sad as the clown, oh by jingo
So hold on to nothing, and he won't let you down, oh by jingo
Some people are marching together and some on their own
Quite alone
Others are running, the smaller ones crawl
But some sit in silence, they're just older children
That's all, after all

I sing with impertinence, shading impermanent chords
With my words
I've borrowed your time and I'm sorry I called
But the thought just occurred that we're nobody's children at all, after all

Live your rebirth and do what you will, oh by jingo
Forget all I've said, please bear me no ill, oh by jingo
After all, after all

Track Listing
12" Vinyl 1
  • 1 The Width of a Circle
  • 2 All the Madmen
  • 3 Black Country Rock
  • 4 After All
  • 5 Running Gun Blues
  • 6 Saviour Machine
  • 7 She Shook Me Cold
  • 8 The Man Who Sold the World
  • 9 The Supermen


  • Credits
    publisher: ©EMI Music Publishing, Peermusic Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
    writers: David Bowie
    album: Track 4 in album The Man Who Sold the World
    release date: 1970-11-4
    popularity : 101 users have visited this page.
    genres: Rock Pop
    styles: Folk Rock/Avantgarde/Glam/Classic Rock
    length: 3:56
    Album Information
    label: Mercury Records
    country(area): United States
    format: 12" Vinyl
    script: Latin