I could escape this feeling, with my China Girl. I feel a wreck without my little China Girl.
I hear her heart beating, loud as thunder, saw they stars crashing.
I'm a mess without my little China Girl. Wake up mornings, where's my little China Girl?
I hear our hearts beating, loud as thunder, saw they stars crashing down.
I feel a-tragic like I'm Marlon Brando when I look at my China Girl.
I could pretend that nothing really meant too much when I look at my China Girl.

I stumble into town just like a sacred cow, visions of swastikas in my head,
plans for everyone, it's in the whites of my eyes.

My little China Girl, you shouldn't mess with me. I'll ruin everything you are.
I'll give you television, I'll give you eyes of blue. I'll give you a man who wants to rule the world.
And when I get excited, my little China Girl says, oh baby, just you shut your mouth.
She says, shhh.

Bowie is amazing. If i meet someone who doesn't like him I know not to waste my time with them.

He looks all of about 12 and a half in this video. Does he not grow facial hair?

You know, watching this after 15 or so years of not seeing it, I'm struck by the strange mixture of eroticism and violence in the video...

Anyone have a take on what the hell's going on here?