(David Bowie/Reeves Gabrels/Hunt Sales/Tony Sales)  THe last days were the meanest  Leanest days of our lives  You threw me the pieces  I started the fire  One thing led to a dead end  One shot put her away hey-hey  Look out on a green world  Windows and wives  No bedroom to run to  No miracle jive-no conversation  Then nothing meant nothing  Ten dollars tore us apart  One thing led to a dead end  One shot put her away  Hot love is the dearest  No money can buy  She burnt like a spitfire  One shot put her away  ------------------------------------------------------------------------------