Time takes a cigarette, puts it in your mouth.

You pull on your finger, then another finger, then your cigarette.
The wall-to-wall's calling, it lingers, then you forget -
You're a rock'n'roll suicide.
You're too old to lose it, too young to choose it,
And the clock waits patiently on your song.
You walk past the cafe but you don't eat when you've lived too long -
You're a rock 'n' roll suicide.
Chev brakes are snarling as you stumble across the road
But day breaks instead so you hurry home.
Don't let the sun blast your shadow,
Don't let the milk floats ride your mind,
So natural-religiously unkind.
Oh, no, love! you're not alone,
You're watching yourself but you're too unfair,
You got your head all tangled up, but if I could only make you care.
Oh, no, love! you're not alone,
No matter what or who you've been,
No matter when or where you've seen
All the knives seem to lacerate your brain -
I've had my share, so I'll help you with the pain.
You're not alone, just turn on with me,
You're not alone, let's turn on and be,
You're not alone, gimme your hands,
You're wonderful, gimme your hands,
You're wonderful, gimme your hands.

David Bowie
"Rock'n'Roll Suicide"
1972