Watching him dash away, stringing an old bouquet-dead roses
Sake and strange diving Um-m-m-m you’ll make it
Passionate bright young things takes him away to war — don’t fake it
Saddening glissando strings
Um-m-m-m you’ll make it
Who’ll Love Aladdin Sane
Battle cries and champagne just in time for sunrise
Who’ll Love Aladdin Sane
Motor sensational, Paris or may be hell — I’m waiting
Clutches of sad remains
Waits for Aladdin
Sane — you’ll make it
Who’ll love Aladdin Sane
Millions weep a fountain, just in case of sunrise
Who’ll love Aladdin Sane