Rubber Band Songtext
von David Bowie

Rubber band
There′s a rubber band that plays tunes out of tune
In the library garden, Sunday afternoon
While a little chappie waves a golden wand
Rubber band

In 1910, I was so handsome and so strong
My mustache was stiffly waxed and one foot long
And I loved a girl, while you played teatime tunes
Dear rubber band, you're playing my tune out of tune
Oh
Rubber band


Won′t you play a haunting theme again to me
While I eat my scones and drink my cup of tea?
The sun is warm, but its a lonely afternoon
Oh, play that theme
Rubber band

How I wish that I could join your rubber band
We could play in lively parks throughout the land
And one Sunday afternoon, I'd find my love
Rubber band

In the 1418 war, I went to sea
Thought my Sunday love was waiting home for me
And now she's married to the leader of your band, oh
Oh yeah
I hope you break your baton