Foxfires

Look at your man, now back to Bowie.  Now back at your man, now back to Bowie.  Sadly, he isn't Bowie, and if he puts on tight pants and dances with puppets, he still won't be.  Look down, look back up, where are you Major Tom?  Floating in your tin can, far above the world.  What's in your capsule?  Back at Bowie, it's a helmet that looks like a mullet that tastes like protein pills.  Look again, the mullet is now diamond dogs.  Anything is possible when you contact juggle and sing.  He's got the baby.